Paroles de Wishbone
Choking on a wishbone,In the firing line of lovers,
Who will never slow down.
And I won't let you steer,
Comandere the atmosphere,
Since you suggested running away,
It's romantic.
Hit the redial,
Maybe we can sigh a while,
Save our second wind for sentimental warm weather.
Four forever,
Two together,
We'll play dead,
We'll play dead.
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms alarms
To set high noon until the shiver in the river is gone?
Hoping you might whistle,
Get all dizzy 'cause I found the reason why you're around,
If I won't stay sincere talk you through the tangles. You whisper half thoughts to me.
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms arms
Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone?
It's romantic.
Hit the redial,
Maybe we can sigh a while,
Save our second wind for sentimental warm weather.
Four forever,
Two together,
We'll play dead,
We'll play dead.
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms alarms
To set high noon until the shiver in the river is gone?
Hoping you might whistle,
Get all dizzy 'cause I found the reason why you're around,
If I won't stay sincere talk you through the tangles. You whisper half thoughts to me.
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms arms
Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone?
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