Holiday and i come home i hope to see this boy i know i cant wait for us to be alone flipping through the radio we sing along to the indie show the
I waste away the days Waiting on a new age But time betrays me And I get older one more year Walk London's windy streets He waits for me at home But
You light me up and then I fall for you you lay me down and then I call for you stumbling on reasons that are far and few I'd let it all come down and
Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Gotta get a little Gotta get a little All the world has gone to bed And I am drowning in it's silence But a solitude is in my head
Look out Look where you wanna be Look left Look where you left me I should have known By the ice in your eye That you warm me up in your so sweet demise
I know, you know, We don't see We sow our truth, wait patiently I walk the streets with a song in my head We ebb and we flow so Got my toes on my pup
I, I know what you did Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss Love, is dancing on my finger He got to the heart of the matter and lingered Now I'm
She'd do anything to sparkle in his eye she would suffer, she would fight, and compromise she's been wishin' on the stars that shine so bright for answers
Once upon a year gone by she saw herself give in every time she closed her eyes she saw what could have been well nothing hurts and nothing bleeds when
My heart, your hands, gentle my friend break me neatly, numb me sweetly say you would, say you could say you'd come and stop the rain say you'd try
Written by Vanessa Carlton Mother may I lay my head down What would you say If all that's lost will never be found It's gone away I never thought
I've been mistaken You swindled once again Now there's no question I, I was wrong And now I stand alone Just ? your throne Your true colors shown
Speeding Into the horizon Dreaming of the siren Wishing for her broken glass on the highway It could be so easy The rhythm Rhythm of an engine Always
God rest his head Sunday afternoon, and The wicked in me is surly the wicked in you We pray to a ghost that we never met Time turns for a cure, for the
It's 4 am and im wide awake waiting for the thoughts to fade i flick a ring of all of my mistakes and as the light starts creeping in i slowly feel the
Willing and able to run I am willing and able I'm able to come and if I want for you now would you come would you run would you bring it back around
If only I could get into that corner of your head where things finally match and meet the standards that you set oh how I wish I was the treasure that
I want to run I want to hide I want to tear down the walls That hold me inside I want to reach out And touch the flame Where the streets have no name