Текст песни
I got a little bit excited
Maybe we're not eachother's type
That's allright with me
Because tonight is just tonight, right
And if the blur is gone
We'll see just how we see
Try to read the room
Everything is misty
I can count to four
Veni, vidi, vici
One by one we form
A two by two together
If we switch
It doesn't matter
One for the road and
Two for the show
Three what I'm seeing
Four on the floor
I can still count so
We can go on
This is a memory
The making of
One for the road and
Two for the show
Three what I'm seeing
Four on the floor
I can still count so
We can go on
This is a memory
The making of
Ain't got no fear left on my body
The strangest taste upon my tongue
That to whom belongs
Is there a truth or am I buggin
My shoes as empty as my soul
As I'm walking home
When I'm waking up
Still inside a rush
Thoughts are running track
Can I make them hush now
Got my cheeks on fire
Heart is feeling flustered
Lost my head within the touching
One for the road and
Two for the show
Three what I'm seeing
Four on the floor
I can still count so
We can go on
This is a memory
The making of
One for the road and
Two for the show
Three what I'm seeing
Four on the floor
I can still count so
We can go on
This is a memory
The making of