suede in head music albümünden sabahlara kadar dinlenesi acımasız şarkı..
tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone
you pour all the love that you keep inside
into a song like hes gone
and these are the thoughts that you keep inside
you smile from your window
stand all alone
and pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone into the phone
and like the leaves on the trees
like the carpenters song
like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young
hes gone
and it feels like the words to a song
with the style of a widow, and a place of your own
you pour all the words that you keep inside,
into the phone, and sit alone
these are the thoughts that you keep inside
and you smile from your window, and stand all alone,
and pour all the love that you keep inside,
into a song, into a song
and like the leaves on the trees, like the carpenters song,
like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young,
hes gone
and it feels like the words to a song
and like the stains on the names of the lives of the gone, hes gone,
and it feels like the words to a song,
neden bekliyorsun?
bu sözlük, duygu ve düşüncelerini özgürce paylaştığın bir platform, hislerini tercüme eden özgür bilgi kaynağıdır.
katkıda bulunmak istemez misin?