Wild Rose Chance - Vätern und Söhnen (Baby, Baby, Baby, Oh) - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Vätern und Söhnen (Baby, Baby, Baby, Oh)

Wild Rose Chance

2014 Demos

01.01.2014

68

Rock,Emo,Pop-Punk

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] There you are Impossibly small Head grown flat From staring at a wall And so quiet Just listening to the phone calls Here I am I bear no gifts No myrrh, or gold Or frankincense It seems like The greatest of social faux pas [Pre-Chorus 1] Cos though this is a bed And not a manger And we are two Not three I walked in thinking I was gonna save you But now I see that you'll Save me [Chorus] Flesh of my flesh Blood of my blood My heart hit the ground With the heaviest thud And I knew We were playing a game We're winning Father and son Birth and rebirth My soul hit the ceiling With the lightest of mirth And I knew In a hospital room That’s spinning We were looking at A new beginning [Verse 2] As we listen to books I take furtive looks To wear you sit Nestled in your nook Surrounded By Clif Bars and sparkling water And I try to reserve Sanctimonious feeling How'd she leave you there Just staring at the ceiling? Cos I know She, too, is someone’s daughter [Pre-Chorus 2] And I can only do What I can do If I have a limited time In which to love you I will open the doors Like you've done for me [Chorus] [Bridge] No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on! No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on! No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on! No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on! [Chorus x2]
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