Nhạc sĩ: Greg Laswell
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I'm gonna see some friends from out of state
The very trip that you
Were supposed to take a while ago
But it fell through Like all of you,
like all of you
Thought I'd make the drive But a free plane ride is in
the air
And just like that my fear of it Disappeared
Like all of you,
like all of you
And I look high and low
For yesterday High and low
You and I
High and low
Once I can see straight I might move
Somewhere cold
Seattle or the Bay Area
To see your ghost
What's left of you
What's left of you
And I look high and low
For yesterday
High and low
For you and I
High and low I found a letter from a man I might have met
Addressed to you
And I'll steal the words he ended with
And I do
miss you And I
