Johnny Foreigner
Yr Loved
Snaking thru the station crowds on 2 hours sleep feels like ghosting. Feels like Christmas and sometimes it is. And the snow hangs static.Some nights I feel like Roger Peterson seeing the mountain. I?ve got the yoke in my hands and I can't change anything. You are the colour of a great ending.You are the colour of a great ending.These reruns start again; Some nights I feel like the mountain and you are the plane. Tracing lazy flight paths with my fingers on the window and waiting, I see yr house from the clouds and I wouldn?t change anything. You are the colour of a great ending.You are the colour of a great ending.You are the colour of a great ending.You are the colour of a great ending and I?m coming home.
From Letras Mania