Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate itI'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see youUntil then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?Oh no way
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I'm so tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here oh yeah
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me
one John, the one
2 comments:
Texto seu ou alguma música q eu não esteja lembrando? De qualquer forma, é uma busca q vc cria ou que torna sua, por isso está aqui. Lembre-se do tempo, lembre-se de que ele não passa por nós, mas nos preenche.
"Cada segundo fere, só o último mata". Nunca lembro de onde ouvi isso, mas é verdade.
Ah, o Palácio do Troll está de volta de seu hiato. Abração e saudade, caríssima.
Uma música.
"Love song for no one"
John Mayer
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