Aloha
There, There
Nobody knows it like a person of the nightI see you sleepingSomething has fallen and no one will know for hoursI have fallen and you'll probably never knowI'm like a criminal trying to get home safeTo your affectionAnd as the storm blows trash into the streetThere is some good thereFeel your convulsions, are you holding your releasing gear?These are the spasms and criesWe're in your direction like a pair of eyes that stareThrough to your backboneThere's enough money here for both of usThese are the good daysWe are like criminals trying to get home safeTo love-like survival
From Letras Mania