What a waste, I couldve been your lover What a waste, I couldve been your friend Perfect love is like a blossom that fades so quick When its blowing up a storm in May Travel south until your skin turns warmer Travel south until your skin turns brown Put a language in your head and get on a train And then come back to the one you love Yeah youre great, youre just part of this lifetime of dreaming That extends to the heart of this long summer feeling Quiet night, you see the tvs glowing Quiet night, you hear the walls are awake Being you Im getting out of a party crowd Can I see whats underneath your bed? Can I stay until the milkmans working? Can I stay until the café awakes? Do you hate me in the light? Did you get a fright? When you looked across from where you lay Yeah youre great, youre just part of this lifetime of dreaming That extends to the heart of this long summer feeling All the history of wars I invent in my head Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John All the history of wars I invent in my head Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John What a waste, I couldve been your lover What a waste, I couldve been your friend
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 15:04:13 +0000
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