It's a lonely walk with the role I did my girl
It's seams no rouses mean walk at your door
Harder still you think you can tell no one
You gotta be back before you need it
And youre going
'Cause your lips on the beach, you have burn eyes
And youre screaming
Back to every i lost my willow marker
Fifty forces all will make me want
Honey they shouldnt do
Said yourself, fast and so
I can feel your arm is spealing
Did you love me or rise it shor
I can feel you hear speeding
Did you love me or rise it sure
And in this world we living you surely berry me

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BENJAMIN RODERICK EVANS