Nabízeno v

Texty

Why did you leave that message on my phone?
Was it from your head?
'Cause I don't what I done to earn it
You could be right here
Would you say what you mean?
Would you wait until I'm gone and you are lonely
And you blame me for never understanding?
And if this house was on fire, 
Would you tell me your desire?
If my hands were around your throat, 
Would you tell me what I need to know? Oh
There must be some way
Some way through this
If the sky was falling down, 
Would I see behind that frown?
If cold steel touched your skin, 
Would you finally stop and let me in?
Tell me, baby, how to get through this
And I done my time in the firing line
And I paid my dues hanging from a noose
And I'll do whatever it takes
To put a smile upon your face
I will do whatever it takes
I will do whatever it takes
If this house was on fire, 
Would you tell me your desire?
If my hands were around your throat, 
Would you tell me what I need to know? Oh
There's gotta be some way
Some way through this
If the sky was falling down, 
Would I see behind that frown?
If cold steel touched your skin, 
Would you finally stop and let me in?
Tell me, baby, how to get through this
Written by: Simon Lord, Theo Keating
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