Вершы: Diffuser. Leaving With A California Tilt.
I never thought the day would come when she would say goodbye.
She's leaving with a California tilt to live her life, instead.
I'm getting tired of holding back the words I want to say.
I ran myself into the ground just hoping you would say...
She left on her own through stepping stones.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own.
Everything has got to end, but good things never leave.
A southern man once told me that love isn't what it means.
She left on her own for distant roads.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own...her own.
She's leaving with a California tilt to live her life, instead.
I'm getting tired of holding back the words I want to say.
I ran myself into the ground just hoping you would say...
She left on her own through stepping stones.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own.
Everything has got to end, but good things never leave.
A southern man once told me that love isn't what it means.
She left on her own for distant roads.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own again.
She left on her own...her own.