I've been wondering just how many more days 'Til I see your face I don't quite know just how to fill this space Where you used to lie And I'm aching
We've been sitting around a lil bit too long, I've seen, I've seen you more alive, Seems like we've stopped, Keep on watching the world, spinning without
waiting for the sunshine yeah, I've been waiting the sunshine I can hold my breath for a long time I can hold my breath for a long time I can hold my breath for a long time Music & Lyrics by Joe Brooks
I don't think there's a word I've ever heard That captures the innocence of you And I wouldn't want one too And no, I wouldn't want one too It'd be like
An impossible girl to love, an impossible girl to leave Someone you can never never let go Telling words that you never said, telling lies like you won
City of stars that hide through the night Pity the dogs left out in the moonlight Talk about God and the weather is fine, just fine The taste of ambition
One breath too late and you're gone for good twelve floors down, to the street funny how far it seems but what could I do and what would I change when
whole wide universe is rehearsing just for me I can change anything I got my time machine be here now be here now I can change anything.... Music & Lyrics by Joe Brooks
: We've been sitting around a lil bit too long, I've seen, I've seen you more alive, Seems like we've stopped, Keep on watching the world, spinning without
: I don't think there's a word I've ever heard That captures the innocence of you And I wouldn't want one too And no, I wouldn't want one too It'd be
: I've been wondering just how many more days 'Til I see your face I don't quite know just how to fill this space Where you used to lie And I'm aching
: An impossible girl to love, an impossible girl to leave Someone you can never never let go Telling words that you never said, telling lies like you
: One breath too late and you're gone for good twelve floors down, to the street funny how far it seems but what could I do and what would I change
: City of stars that hide through the night Pity the dogs left out in the moonlight Talk about God and the weather is fine, just fine The taste of ambition
s tip And that's just to get a mental grip You don't feel what the pencil scripts Then eight times outta ten you ain't been through shit When you hear Joe
