söndag, juni 26
now my fears, they come to me in threes.
in many ways, they'll miss the good old days
someday, someday
it hurts to say, but I want you to stay
sometimes, sometimes
when we was young, oh man, did we have fun
always, always
promises, they break before they're made
sometimes, sometimes
oh, Maya says I'm lacking in depth
I will do my best
you say you want to stay by my side
darlin', your head's not right
see, alone we stand, together we fall apart
yeah, I think I'll be all right
I'm working so I wont have to try so hard
tables, they turn sometimes
oh, someday...
no, I ain't wastin' no more time
trying, trying
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