Santa Cruz – Earl Musick – letras

Yesterday I took one last look, when she walked away form meHeading back to him, green’s all I could seeSo I chunked it in a bag, bewildered and confusedStarted walking toward the setting sunHeading out to Santa CruzNo Mr. I don’t want a ride, I think the walk will do me goodThere’s things that never work, but I always thought we wouldYou win some, some get rained outAnd there’s ones you’re bound to loseI’ll have this one sorted out, by the time I get to Santa CruzIt ain’t home bit it’ll do, if it’s far enough away from youTo break these puppet strings in two and set me freeThough I won’t know a soul, a lonely so and soJust a broken heart incognito with paid up duesIn Santa CruzIt ain’t home but it’ll do, if it’s far enough away from youTo break these puppet strings in two and set me freeI won’t know a soul, a lonely so and soJust a broken heart incognito with paid up duesIn Santa Cruz

Laisser un commentaire

Concevoir un site comme celui-ci avec WordPress.com
Commencer