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Вершы: Disco Curtis. Play With Fire Get Burned. The Things I Would Tell Her.


Woa ! Woa ! Woa ! Woa !

Staring at the screen and falling for this one.
Too many try, but I'll be the first one
To make my mark on the situation
Drunk in love on this occasion.

I can't believe
I'm holding all the air inside of me
She's a tease
Read all about her in the magazines.
The things I would tell her
The time we spent so vulnerable
We were dreaming
Together
All the while we're writing songs about
One another
Singing out the words that told our stories
To Capture
Every moment as we go oh - oh - oh -oh.

Conjure up the ways that I could impress a
Girl of this class
But I gotta think real fast.
Turning to my friends for words and guidance
Turn to her song and my mouth is silenced.

I can't believe
I'm holding all the air inside of me
She's a tease
Read all about her in the magazines
The things I would tell her
The time we spent so vulnerable
We were dreaming
Together
All the while we're writing songs about
One another
Singing out the words that told our stories
To Capture
Every moment as we go oh - oh - oh - oh.

Where were you ?
Where were you ?
Be here.
Be here now.
Where were you ?
Where were you ?
Be here.
Be here now.

I'm cold tonight
My body's still shaking
And my chest is tight
It's never gonna be alright
Her words paint the picture
That I feel inside
I feel inside
Whoa, Whoa

The things I would tell her
The time we spent so vulnerable
We were dreaming
Together
All the while we're writing songs about
One another
Singing out the words that told our stories
To Capture
Every moment as we
Go
Whoa
Oh

(Merci a Andrea pour cettes paroles)