Take Me Home
J
James McLain
0
Altın Yaprak
Elbows on the window sill
my head rests wistfully inside my palms
wondering if I could leave this life
and go live with her.
Tell me love
just type in all you say and do
I was never this much so in love with you.
My fox hole please I to you, never think
just this only once act spontaneously.
Take me home
a cross those lonley country roads
bring me home
to meet your mother I am like no other
she can tell.
Elbows on the window sill
inside your head
and mind I am not like all the other ones
in fact you I'd even marry
take me home.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş