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Artiste:
White Denim
Titre:
If You're Changing
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Come on, Ramona, hurry up and find me Cuz I can't keep hiding underneath here for long I see, I hope my eyes won't lie to me Cuz they can and they have and I'd hate To be the one who's at fault If you know, if you know then you should tell me If you're changing, don't let me be the last to know We can have a talk and resolve Or we can learn to walk and then crawl Oh we wouldn't be the first Oh-oh oh-oh (Where to? Where to?) If everything's changing, where do we go now? Oh where do we go now? (Where to? Where to?) Now that everything's said, what will we say now? Oh what will we say now? Well, I come back to you again And it hurts me, you know And it hurts you, you know You don't ever give thought My unfeeling, slicing opinions Aren't final or quite what they should be I like to get sick honey, when I'm laid out at home I can find new ways of viewing how I've been alone If you see me, well you see me just where I am I like to break-neck honey, and get there fast Never minded that much 'bout how to make things last If you're worried, you can worry right away from me Wish I could keep my havings down to a, a minimum I've seen the folks sleeping and it looks like fun Do we feel it, oh, the feelings that those folks have? I like to smooth out showy like a dirty joke I was always someone else and I was never at home If I visit, I know you'll make me want to stay I'll tell you all I get from it and I'll put it on the line Maybe I'll get a medal, maybe I'll be fine Either way I'm depending on the circumstance And I come back to you again And it hurts me, you know And it hurts you, you know You don't ever give thought My unfeeling slicing opinions Aren't final or quite what they should be