Alright, alright. Alright. . Wandering the streets in a world underneath it all. Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet as what I can't have. Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair round your finger.
So soon to say, it's over. Let's see what happens later on. I'm sixteen, the world just opened wide. . I've got a pocket full of change. I'm tired of thinking underage.
So soon to say, it's over. Let's see what happens later on. I'm sixteen, the world just opened wide. . I've got a pocket full of change. I'm tired of thinking underage.
Usted tiene tanto miedo. Temo que usted lamenta. Pesar más cerca y conectado a mí. . Y me siento como que demasiado. Pero estoy asustado,. Miedo te dejan mientras usted todavía siente que puede.
The night air breathes. But not so easy as before. Did you notice. Did you take the time to listen. To my breath or to my words. When I spoke I explained my feelings.
Wandering the streets in a world underneath it all. Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet as what I can't have. . Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair round your finger.
Wandering the streets in a world underneath it all. Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet as what I can't have. . Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair round your finger.
It's a January night. There's a cold wind blowin'. But it's colder knowin'. You'll be gone a long time. . The weather man's right. There's a mean storm hissin'.