Paroles de Rosy
There's something that keeps me turning roundThat won't let me keep my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Tell me that I need you need you
Running till I'm knee deep in and alone
And there's something that keeps me turning round
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you need
Running till I reach you
And I'm running till I'm see through
And I'm holdin on and holdin out
Then something keeps me turning round
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you
Running till I'm see through
And it's pulling me in pieces
I would've turned that car around
I woulda put an anchor down
I would have
Running running
Running running
So this is how it goes I wish I would've known Put my arms around you
So this is how it goes
I wish I would've known
And someone could've told me
Cause there's something that keeps me turning round
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you need you
Running till I reach you
And I'm running till I'm see through
And I'm holdin' on and holdin' out
Then something keeps me turnin' around
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you
Running till I'm see through
And it's pulling me in pieces
I would've turned that car around
I woulda put an anchor down
I would have
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you need
Running till I reach you
And I'm running till I'm see through
And I'm holdin on and holdin out
Then something keeps me turning round
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you
Running till I'm see through
And it's pulling me in pieces
I would've turned that car around
I woulda put an anchor down
I would have
Running running
Running running
So this is how it goes I wish I would've known Put my arms around you
So this is how it goes
I wish I would've known
And someone could've told me
Cause there's something that keeps me turning round
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you need you
Running till I reach you
And I'm running till I'm see through
And I'm holdin' on and holdin' out
Then something keeps me turnin' around
Won't let me get my feet on the ground
And it's pulling me in pieces
Telling me I need you
Running till I'm see through
And it's pulling me in pieces
I would've turned that car around
I woulda put an anchor down
I would have
