Forever Mine – A Month Of Somedays – letras

I don’t mind. That you think you can ride your bike all nightMaybe it’s good for both of us this timeMaybe you’ll ride foreverI don’t mind. I don’t mind. Keeps me guessingWhen you’re not on timeMaybe you will rideForever mine. Such a crock of shit. And still I don’t mindNot this time. I might be a kid eating free at your restaurantUntil I’m sixty. And I won’t mindAnd I wouldn’t mind. I don’t mindThat you’re never ever ever coming on one timeIt keeps me guessingJust like every night when the phone won’t ringAnd you’re never on time. Not this time. I might be waitingOn tables at your restaurant until I’m sixtyAnd I won’t mind. And I won’t mind. And I wouldn’t mindThis time is not forever. Don’t remind me. Of all thoseNights we shared. Don’t think that I see. You dancingIn my awkward armsJust leaving me tumbling around in circles in my memoryYou dancing in my awkward armsAll of those nights we sharedLaying there. This time is not forever. Don’t remind meAll of those nights we shared. Don’t think that I seeYou dancing in my awkward armsJust leaving me tumbling aroundIn circles in my memoryWhat went wrong. All of those nights we sharedLaying thereNot this time. I might be a kid eating free waiting tablesAt your restaurant until I dieAnd I wouldn’t mind. No I wouldn’t mind

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