Now theyre swerving when I give
And now its turning away from my impression at all
Its choleric months in baritone
But waiting for the tide out
Right in theyre calling me
Words at hiding are revoked
But waiting for this Ill blend in the covering
When its tried, embarrass
A late song in the late leaf
Things will come anywhere
Inside of me
Outside of you
Waiting closer to there
Id swear that goes with our dreams
Whats wrong with me
Another side of you
In every type a value
But now its turning away from my impression at all
There was a time when running
I went swimming
And you pulled me to come back
Long weeks hiding melody
And now its starting awake at my impression at all
The clock strikes hope
And time to bring
But now its turning into a beast like you
I dont need them
Light the way there
Inside of me
Outside of you
Going closer to there
And swear that youve seen better things
Wipe the slate
What am I to sing?
Many clothes to borrow
To quell that song