by like a strand in the wind In the web that is my own, I begin again Said to my friend, baby, nothin' else mattered Well, he was no more than a baby
God won't talk to me I guess she's pretty busy lately But I like to believe She's listening I'm starting to feel all of my bruises imagined, all real
I should've known the day we met The way you turned and waved at me, I never will forget Two years later who'd've guessed That we would make it this far
You were the one thing that I could count on You were my everything And then I found out that we mean nothing From someone on the street And I never
I found my box of letters, lyin' on the ground The ones you used to write me, before it all went down I even got a paper cut, tryin' to figure out What
we try a little more personal? 'Cuz the more I know about you And the more you know about me It's easier to be A little more personal Can we try a little
I can tell you things nobody knows I've been everywhere nobody goes Nothing gets me off the way that you do You drive me crazy when you step in the room
I was born a fighter I was born on a rainy day I've had my share of pain But you've missed most of that So many other things you had to do You looked
I've got time To watch you spin around in circles Falling through the cracks Inside your mind That's fine And I've been through the darkest hour Made
It's lonely sometimes in the fastlane People come and go like rain And I look around for a hand to hold But there's no one here today Everyone has gone
I wait for the postman to bring me a letter And I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders A
I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'm beggin' you to beg me I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you
Перевод: Линдсей Лохан. Little More Личная.
try a little more personal Cuz the more i know about you and the more you know about me Its easier to be a little more personal Can we try a little
a strand in the wind In the web that is my own I begin again Said to my friend baby, nothing else matters He was no more (He was no more) Than a baby
I wait for the postman to bring me a letter I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders A family
I've got time to watch you spin around in circles Falling through the cracks inside your mind That's fine I've been through the darkest hour made it
I want you to want me I need you to need me I love you to love me I'm begging you to beg me I want you to want me I need you to need me I love you to
