Paroles de Touchy Subject
I have this dream, one reoccurring theme, that I try to ignoreA decade away we meet in a grocery store
And you look the same, with just a few greys, a blonde little girl who tugs on your shirt
And she looks nothing like me
‘Cause it’s been a while and she has your smile and I don’t look back after I turn the aisle
I’m stood by the parking, when I taste my heart beat, drop to my knees and wake up
I couldn’t wish congratulations, ’cause I choke on the words when I say ’em
I’m afraid it’s not a dream
That it’s so bitter sweet
Cause I’m happy we met, but I'm glad she was next
Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject, it’s for the best
I have this theory, off and on years would slow and finally end And you’ve settled down, and now it’s permanent
And now you don’t call or miss me at all
I finally patched up thе holes in the wall
I guess it’s nothing really
‘Cause it’s been a while and golds not my style but, she pulls it off ’cause i’m not versatile
I’m stood by the garden, ’til death do you part and I can’t speak so I hold my peace
I couldn’t wish congratulations, ’cause I choke on the words when I say ’em
I’m afraid it’s not a dream, that it’s so bittersweet ‘cause I’m happy we met
But I'm glad she was next, now I’m nothing but a touchy subject
It’s for the best I couldn’t wish congratulations, ’cause I choke on my words when I say ’em
I’m afraid it’s not a dream, that it’s so bittersweet ‘cause I'm happy we met, but I’m glad she was next
Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject
It’s for the best
I’m happy we met, but I’m glad she was next, now I’m nothing but a touchy subject
It’s for the best
I couldn’t wish congratulations, ’cause I choke on the words when I say ’em
I’m afraid it’s not a dream
That it’s so bitter sweet
Cause I’m happy we met, but I'm glad she was next
Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject, it’s for the best
I have this theory, off and on years would slow and finally end And you’ve settled down, and now it’s permanent
And now you don’t call or miss me at all
I finally patched up thе holes in the wall
I guess it’s nothing really
‘Cause it’s been a while and golds not my style but, she pulls it off ’cause i’m not versatile
I’m stood by the garden, ’til death do you part and I can’t speak so I hold my peace
I couldn’t wish congratulations, ’cause I choke on the words when I say ’em
I’m afraid it’s not a dream, that it’s so bittersweet ‘cause I’m happy we met
But I'm glad she was next, now I’m nothing but a touchy subject
It’s for the best I couldn’t wish congratulations, ’cause I choke on my words when I say ’em
I’m afraid it’s not a dream, that it’s so bittersweet ‘cause I'm happy we met, but I’m glad she was next
Now I’m nothing but a touchy subject
It’s for the best
I’m happy we met, but I’m glad she was next, now I’m nothing but a touchy subject
It’s for the best
