Slow down, the world isn't watching us break down
It's safe
In the moonlight
Your face it glows
Like a thousand diamonds
I suppose
And
Now that summer's over
We'll wonder what to do
We'll
the best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
could it
It's a shame, that it had to be this way
It's
sleep with your tongue tied.
i know that you're tired, but
I'm stuck with writing songs just to forget
What they really
I dream a lot, I know you say you've got
Long road
Of premature decisions leaving me, cold
With only good intentions
But
Suppose that I missed you
Suppose that I cared.
And suppose that
Superstitions arent meant for lovers
Under covers, undiscovered is your skin
I
Share with me the blankets that you're wrapped in,
because it's
Waiting for your call, I'm sick
call, I'm angry
call, I'm desperate
With every appearance by you, blinding my eyes,I can hardly
Songwriters: Vesely, John Joseph;It?s 4 am, I?m waking up to
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