Versuri "ATB - Long way home"
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Versuri "ATB - Long way home"

 

I’m kicking that stone

Down your street alone

And the walls criticize where I have gone

I’m throwing that stone

Through your open door

And the halls seem to tell me that I am wrong

 

I’m taking the long way home

Where everything’s overgrown

Just like the boy

Trying to give it away

I regret tomorrow

I'm taking the long way home

Whatever may come and go

Just like the boy

Trying to give it away

I regret tomorrow more than yesterday

 

Remember that wall

Where we used to hide

And the world seemed so dark and cold outside

Remember that field

Where we used to kiss

And the rain washed away our secret list

 

I’m taking the long way home

Where everything’s overgrown

Just like the boy

Trying to give it away

I regret tomorrow

I'm taking the long way home

Whatever may come and go

Just like the boy

Trying to give it away

I regret tomorrow more than yesterday

Nobody’s home

And I feel lost inside

There’s a clock counting down

What’s left of time

When you’re all alone

It’s easy to hesitate

Like a girl listening to her heart break

 

I’m taking the long way home

Where everything’s overgrown

Just like the boy

Trying to give it away

I regret tomorrow

I'm taking the long way home

 

I’m taking the long way home

Where everything’s overgrown

Just like the boy

Trying to give it away

I regret tomorrow

I'm taking the long way home

Whatever may come and go

Just like the boy

Trying to give ït away

I regret tomorrow more than yesterday

 

 

With great power comes great responsibility.

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