Rabu, 06 Juni 2012
By The Time
Don't wake up, won't wake up, can't wake up,
No, don't wake me up
Don't wake up, won't wake up, can't wake up,
No, don't wake me up
It's the early morn
Lights flick on
Sleepy eyes peek through the blinds at something wrong
Motionless remains the mess
Shame, such a beautiful, beautiful young life
By the time I'm dreaming
And you've crept out on me sleeping
I'm busy in the blissful unaware
By the time I'm dreaming
And you've crept out on me sleeping
Tell me how am I supposed to care
A trail of clothes two years old
Why did you have to go and leave all this stuff behind
Wasn't I allowed three strikes and out
No, but you said I could, said I could just one night
Don't wake up, won't wake up, can't wake up,
No, don't wake me up
Don't wake up, won't wake up, can't wake up
MIKA
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