Letra de Thefastone
Quite perfect day to me,
Sunny 65
dont tell me now that you dont feel it,
you dont have to talk, you dont have to
say a thing.

Just be.

You wouldnt know me and I couldnt tell you why
I'm a shadow of what I used to be, a faded memory.

I guess I've said it all before...
all the times with my face slammed in the door.
If last weekend could personify,
that if I had the time I could redefine
the best day of my life

Driving down to the beach on the summer of that day
Sunrise as far as I could see.
A bit Wonderful would be playing on the radio
Sometimes I just wish summers would leave me alone.

Holden Caulfield, Shirley Beans
could mean everything to me
but how would I know?
When its all the same, its a broken dream
mixed down deep so easily
dont tell me, I can find out.

It seems to be
hopeless erring on the side
of what you meant to me.

Like just the other day...
sometimes everything means too much.

As far as I can tell,
any attempt sans complement