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Вершы: Jason Mraz. Running.

Running to catch up again jumping higher
And flying more often than not
Your trampoline has got holes in it
But I can still see the top

Let me climb aboard and sample some of next years fashion
I'll wear the coat if you can put the hat on
I will wear the coat, just let me clear my throat
So I can say what's been delayed away

Let me crawl into your lap
And just lay here for awhile
Satisfied by your seduction
Like a handshake would do the job

Never know how long I have waited
Anticipated your smile to be pressed against mine
Well, I feel it
(Oh, boy)
And I'm gonna settle tight

She could pour me over this sugar hill or mountain
Until I get hat cool breeze, tight squeeze, I'd do it over again
And I drink from her ever flowing fountain
And then I wake up I comb my hair and I hurry it up
But I arrive late I pack my things and I pick it up

Well, I put down a good amount
Of deodorant this morning
And I found that I could drown
A little bit of peace of mind

'Cause it's no secret that to some degree
They're gonna have to see you sweat
Strong enough for a man just do what you can
To keep me soft and dry, I stink awhile

I don't know anything about those things
I almost don't wanna know anything about those things
And I don't care anything about those things
'Cause if I did you know I'd share myself on those things
And I feel it

And I'll be here all night, I'll pick up the pieces
And I put them back together now
They may not be the right way but that's okay
As long as they're all the same

I wish you well that you'd get better
And I know you'll find that it's a wild world
And if you had noticed
Well, would you have thrown the towel in?

Before I missed out on all this love
And watch me roll away again
Watch me disappear under my skin
I don't believe it that things could get
Any worse than they did that time

You must have seen it, I mean
How could we get lost running in a straight line?
Your cries of why's and why not's
May it all get back to you

And trickle and dance upon your headaches
Years of biting cheeks are through
So I don't believe in it but I feel it