Elige una pista para reproducir

Like watching fireworks on TV
That's how it was for me
And I hoped that it would be a scene from a movie
I pictured you and me
The things you'd do to me
The way you'd move with me
What that'd do to me
I couldn't sleep for weeks
I couldn't sleep for weeks
And I keep fixing on wall meets ceiling
And I'm relieved I'm not feeling much of anything
As a breeze rakes the fields of cereal
The eye's of the immaterial
Plowed down, aloud
Yeah, you're silently breathing as you dream
Well, as for me
I couldn't sleep
I couldn't sleep for weeks
I couldn't sleep
I couldn't sleep
I couldn't sleep
I couldn't sleep for weeks
I couldn't sleep
I couldn't sleep for weeks