Robert Francis
Tunnels
There's a stranger in my bed waiting to have funI'm at the window, jealousies is the fear of comparisonAnd how can I erase all that I drew whenI'm still afraid of someone like you?Cause your out in the tunnels againWhere the neons and the pill boards are friendslike the heat that's rising from an old tv.Like a mona lisa smile of an old memoryI'm still crazy, and time can't change me,Cause I love you, more than time, more than painmore than blood, more than famedignity and restraintthese hours grow late, in these tunnels againGoodbye my bittersweetI'll miss you more then you'll ever knowGoodbye, my bittersweetI'll miss you more then you'll ever know
From Letras Mania