Tekst Utworu

I found some warmth in another And I found some grace in a child Red lights falling around me And I'm feeling reckless and wild Because there's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... ways to an end here There's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... ways to an end. Fall for another Her magic is growing inside Let's run, let's run for cover It's easy to hold on to a lie Time is a number And mine has cut like a knife I'm dreaming, dreaming of conquest Her pale skin praying such on my mind
Writer(s): James New, Josef Sebestian Page, James Arguile, Alistair Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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