Nevers-Carl Hauck

歌手 : Carl Hauck

专辑 : Windjammer

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:56

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TXT Nevers-Carl Hauck 文本歌词

Ain't it getting a little late for your roundabout ways

I've worn the prints from my hands

Drips become drops, and drops become stains

If you don't clean 'em up, clean 'em up right away

In the living room corner thinking, oh Lord

It's been over seventeen months

And now I'm grazing the doorknob, tasting lost meals on

The tip of her, the tip of her tongue

Thinking, honey, I've changed

It just ain't apparent

The sidewalk is watching, hidden under stale leaves that

Tear with each sigh of the wind

You were never one to blindly believe

In anything, in anyone but me

And it's a hell of a shame

That you had to bear it

You'd come running out, running out, without your mother's scars in my dreams

You'd come running out, running out, without your Southern scent in my dreams

You'd come running out, running out, without your sullen brow in my dreams

You'd come running out, running out, only to miss me, dear, mmhmm

Say what you want

Maybe tact's overrated