Sebastiastan
Hold your time in front of me, old lights you got no sympathy, your
testimony's gotta be something that I can unwind
Guarding all these ugly ties, your stretched out faithless alibies,
present a most peculiar assembly of place and of time
Pious like you can't believe, this girl ain't got no air to breathe,
they're taking all her reasons to come back
She'll try it alone
All my time is wasted on these toys
Laugh myself to sleep at times, from all those self inflicted
rhymes,I'm perilously close to extinction, I'll drown in my prime
Strung out on affection seems a wonderful escape to me, a graceful exit
for the familiar becomes something kind
Pious like u can't believe, this girl ain't got no room to breathe,
she's taking all her reasons to come back. She'll try it alone.
All my time is wasted on these toys
Hold your time in front of me, old lights you got no sympathy, your
testimony's gotta be something that I can unwind
Guarding all these ugly ties, your stretched out faithless alibies,
present a most peculiar assembly of place and of time
Pious like you can't believe, this girl ain't got no air to breathe,
they're taking all her reasons to come back
She'll try it alone
Artist: Bobby Vinton
Artist: The Byrds
Artist: Die Form