not hope to contain... Then it comes and it goes. And I can't make it home. And theres nothing at home. And it breaks me when it goes. Some days I wanna, and
to contain That it comes and it goes and I can't make it hold And there's nothing I own and it breaks me when it goes Some days I want love and some
not hope to contain... Then it comes and it goes. And I cant make it home. And theres nothing at home. And it breaks me when it goes. Some days I wanna, and
Перевод: Шалость. Она приходит и уходит.
