Paroles

Black Crows on the blue sky Always making a mess And I wake in the morning tangled up in their nest They're laughing from phone lines Stealing dreams from my head It's time to get up now And I've been long left for dead Some days are better than most When nobody comes and nobody goes There's songbirds up in a row I'll put in my dime and sing to your ghost They're singing the same songs And wearing the same old clothes Driving the same drive But always driving too slow And you bring me back here But it's not where I should go I'm killing time every morning Cursing at the same black crows Cause some days are better than most When nobody comes and nobody goes There's songbirds up in a row I'll put in my dime and sing to your ghost You turned bad I know It was your mama that told me so But I still love to see you come And I hate to see you go Some days are better than most When nobody comes and nobody goes There's songbirds up in a row I'll put in my dime and I'll sing to your ghost
Writer(s): Ben Jaffe, Suzanne Santosuosso Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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