Consider this a letter that I never sent However inconsiderate it seems Do you still consider me Consider me the boy you laughed with Or that you learned to live without? I suck I know I'm late, I know you waited You wouldn't get me on the phone And you couldn't make me not alone My phone bills stacked up by my bedside With your picture, you're looking surprised You're what makes New England so great My island nights are all spent dying Wait for summer to become wrought with lips My wishful thinking You wouldn't get me on the phone And you couldn't make me not alone (Yeah, we can be) Yeah you're a blue eyed lightning bolt (Yeah, we can be) I'm a national phenomenon (You wouldn't get me on the phone) Nothing's absolutely definite 'til it's absolutely, definitely gone (Definitely gone) I never thought this day would end (Never thought this day would end) I never thought tonight could ever be this close to me So let my hands stray past that boundaries on your back To get you breathing and get this started (Get you breathing, get this started) Yeah, we can be, yeah, we can be You wouldn't get me on the phone (Yeah, we can be) Yeah, you're a blue eyed lightning bolt (Yeah, we can be) I'm a national phenomenon (You couldn't make me not alone) Nothing's absolutely definite 'til it's gone © ZOMBA MELODIES INC; NAH BRAH MUSIC; ALL NIGHT CHEMIST; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com