(Tim Hunt/Steve Bogard/Rick Giles) When you told me you needed a little time on your own I kinda lied and said I'd be alright all alone My friends said
Your bags are packed sittin' by the door Your mama's waitin' outside in the car It won't do no good to try to stop, you now 'Cause you think you know
There's a thousand ways to tell you What's weighin' on my mind On this heart shaped rock at lover's peak Above the city lights I take off my jacket, put
Like a baby tastin' ice cream for the very first time Like the first jump from an airplane in a free fall dive Like a roller coaster barely stickin' to
(Wally Wilson/Paul Nelson/Larry Boone) There's something funny 'bout the two of us We never fight, ah we never fuss We just can't get enough if you get
Just imagine a man with no hope and no faith Would he believe in true love, well no way Just going through the motions emotionally Without you here to
We've done the 'Porch swing love' So long can't remember my name Back and forth, nice and slow Till we get real close and you still want to wait I'm
Fuck the Shit. Fuck the fucken shitballs. Shit the Fuck. Shit where it fuck shit. The Shit Fuck. Fuck Shit. The Shitfuck. I'm fuck shit. Fuck the Shit
She locked the door behind her and headed out of town And it don't much matter where she's bound She left it all except a heart full of memories And scars
When you told me, you needed a little time on your own I kinda lied and said, I'd be alright all alone My friends said, "Hey man, what can you do? Let
All things considered I'm doin' just fine even though You left a hole the size of Texas deep inside of my heart The way I feel I should be losing my mind
Six thirty in the morning I'm in the middle of the sweetest dream When I hear that alarm clock calling me I wrestle with the feeling That the day's starting
Oversættelse: Yankee Grå. Tidløs.
Oversættelse: Yankee Grå. In The Rain (WISE).
Oversættelse: Yankee Grå. Utæmmede.
Oversættelse: Yankee Grå. En anden ni minutter.
Oversættelse: Yankee Grå. Denne gang omkring.
Oversættelse: Yankee Grå. Jeg skulle have lyttet til mig.
