Picking up the pieces Of the wreck you went and left And I'm dealing with dilemmas In my now so stressful life And I'm drinking stronger spirits I made
You said you'd marry me if I was 23 But I'm one that you can't see if I'm only 18 Tell me who makes these rules Obviously not you, who are you answering
Autumn leaves under frozen souls Hungry hands turning soft and old My hero crying as we stood out there in the cold Like these autumn leaves I don't have
Back off loneliness and hello tenderness I've been waiting for your call for so long And it must've been hard just to follow your soul To stick to the
through these streets Where bright lights and angels meet Stone to stone they take me on I'm walking 'til the break of dawn Take me wandering through these streets
There's a heart on the line, and it rests with your eyes Please don't fade and please don't cry, 'cause it's all white lies Take a chance watch it fall
Oh the phone, you know it never stops It's the last thing I hear at night and the first thing in the morning And as I let it start to burn my head You
Coming home again to see a girl That?s prettier than a diamond shining in the sun, oh what fun! I wonder if she's been naked in her room since I've been
Slow down, lie down Remember it's just you and me Don't sell out, bow out Remember how this used to be I just want you closer, is that alright? Baby
world Where it takes you 'bout an hour just to cross the road Just to stumble across another poor old soul From the dreary old lanes to the high-street
world Where it takes you 'bout an hour Just to cross the road Just to stumble across another poor old soul from The dreary old lanes to the high-street
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Autumn leaves under frozen soles, Hungry hands turning soft and old, My hero cried as we stood out their in the cold, Like these autumn leaves I don'
Coming home again To see a girl thats prettier than a diamond shining in the sun Oh what fun! I wonder if she's been naked in her room since I've been
I have returned to the northern skies, Where the summer had not touched The clouds that pass above. Oh, and I have returned to the somber grace Of the
You said you'd marry me if I was 23 But I'm one that you can't see if I'm only 18 Tell me who made these rules Obviously not you Who are you answering
Oh the phone you know it never stops, it's the last thing I hear at night and the first thing in the morning. and as I let it start to burn my head,
