Bobo In White Wooden Houses
Bobo In White Wooden Houses - Remote songtekst
Je score:
how much I would like to take care of you but nothing has been found to make it possible you`ve been so close for so long no way to return to go on while you are so remote and nothing feels like home while you are counting backwards I am still yours how much I would like to trade with you yet everything I`ve got was unpredictable far cry from here we will grow why don´t you file away the darkness and you`ll know while you are so remote nothing feels like home while you are counting backwards I am still yours you are so remote