Gromble (The)
Ballad of Steve
I'm giving up on all your messIt's none of my concernMy patient grin it has worn thinAnd this time I mean itMature like wine you claim to beBut I beg to disagreeOf all your aching sentiments Not one has got a thirst to quenchIn meIn meBaby you bloom to lateWe've spun so many revolutions in this carousel stateGone past the time we each start pulling our own weightAnd I'll focus more on getting my lines straightI can't win when I'm with youI'm helpless helplessly confusedAnd all my misjudgments Were calculated vain attemptsAt youAt youBaby you bloom too lateLetras de cancionesAdd all the seasons that I've wasted hoping you'll reciprocateOnly lately I've been wondering if it's worth the waitBut wondering is better suited to be savedShe said take me home SteveCause you can never know meDries her eyes on my sleeveAnd I am busting up the windows with the strength of my decreeI'm free
From Letras Mania