Letras
What's with this place? And what's with the common day
This city is sometimes wretched. Will I waste away
Or take off for a dream? I hurt, this work, makes me tired of her
And her rotation. I'll make the river eat her up if the rain
Doesn't get here first. My hands are torn as the day before
And sometimes I break. I can dream of a day that I won't
Do this anymore. Well It's hard to see but we're breaking
Up and all we need right now is to let go and just sing the
The words to a song we know until we find the street to home
Well it's hard to see but we're breaking up and all we need
Right now is to let go and just sing the the words to a song
We know until we find the street to home
Until we find the street to home and I let go