Something tells me you've been missing out On all the places and towns we always used to go And so I'm stuck here to figure now The chance we had made, you pack your bags You're three thousand miles From the place you once called home So much different, you're getting distant And now I'm the only one whose all alone The fact about fiction is that it's always in your head So let it all go just what you don't know is I'd pick you Yeah, I'd pick you instead So drink down the bottle and just go to bed This whole situation is going right over your head You're out of your body, why don't you come to mine? 'Cause right now what it takes to fall Is what it takes to climb You're three thousand miles From the place you once called home So much different, you're getting distant And now I'm the only one whose all alone The fact about fiction is that it's always in your head So let it all go just what you don't know is I'd pick you Yeah, I'd pick you instead So break away from the simple things in life 'Cause when the moon comes out There is no doubt that it is always by your side I never thought you could be so happy with a ticket in your hand And a plane ride back to home I guess for now I'll have to settle for The fact that what we could have been Is what I'll never know You're three thousand miles From the place you once called home So much different, you're getting distant And now I'm the only one whose all alone I'm writing post cards to let you know how much I care Saying, "The only thing that gets me by Is when I close my eyes and pretend you're there" © N/A Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com