Letras
Oh, you saw it coming, it was not your fault
I, in the morning, gave you what you want
No, you couldn't hold it in your own hand
Oh, you should've told me this was limitless
There's a certain kind of lonely
Where you sleep in your jeans
And I know that kind
You can tell me that you know me
When you know what that means
And that you don't mind
A special kind of dreaming
When you sleep with the television on
And with the lights on
And with your clothes on
And with your shoes on
Oh, you saw it coming, it was not your fault
I, in the morning, gave you what you want
No, you couldn't hold it in your own hand
Oh, you should've told me this was limitless
There's a certain sort of lonely
Where you sleep in your jeans
And I know that sort
You can tell me that you know me
When you know what that means
And it's what you want
A special sort of dreaming
When you sleep with the television on
And with the lights on
And with your clothes on
And with your shoes on
Won't you please remember to mention me
To the ones who love you?
Do you feel a sinking, sinking feeling
When I'm thinking of you?
Oh, you saw it coming, it was not your fault
I, in the morning, gave you what you want
Oh, it was easy for me to give to you
Oh, it was easy because I wanted to
Oh, you saw it coming, it was not your fault
I, in the morning, gave you what you want
Oh, I didn't mean to fall into this mess
Oh, you should've told me this was limitless
Won't you please remember to mention me
To the ones who love you?
Do you feel a sinking, sinking feeling
When I'm thinking of you?
Won't you please remember to mention me
To the ones who love you?
Do you feel a sinking, sinking feeling