one's listenin' anymore. And I'm a latecomer, a last chancer. A slow runner and a final dancer. You see me glide across the floor. Pre-Chorus. And I know it sounds strange. And I've got nothing to
latecomer, a last chancer. A slow runner and a final dancer. You see me glide across the floor. And I know it sounds strange. And I've got nothing to exchange. But, I wondered if you could. Help me remember
