Bài hát Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop - Landon Pigg. I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you. Yes there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you. I've seen the paths that your eyes
Song Can't Let Go . Singer Landon Pigg. Well you're the closest thing I have. To bring up in a conversation. About a love that didn't last. But I could never call you mine. Cause I could never call
It's not that you've lost a friend. I just need some time to lick my wounds. I'll be out of service for a little while. I'm sure I'll be up and running soon He's just an amateur these days. Not us
Run. Is this to be our fate? Hide. Freedom is ours as long as we escape We walk in the shadows. We do. . for now, but we all know. Our time is near This is the way it ends. Don't tell me it's m
If I'm saying nothing. Won't you let me speak?. If I'm saying nothing. Won't you let me in? The truth of what we have is. Blowing through the trees. The wind needs no explaining. Neither do we L
I see a picture of a family on a desk. And I wonder if the smiles are real. Sometimes I think we're better off than all the rest. How do you feel? I see her arm around my shoulder and I know. It's
You cannot hug a shadow's neck. You cannot kiss a silhouette. But I've done both. Time and time again You reel me in like rain on a tin roof. When I open the door to let you in. You are not there
Remember that one night on the town. We were linking arms and skipping around. Singing songs of love, songs of love You could be my unintended friend. Remember our affection way back when. Way bac
I built my fences too high. Had nowhere to go. No one could get inside. And I was alone I dug my trenches too deep. I couldn't see the sky. And then a bullet hit me. And I came alive Ooh, I fina
I saw a rubber band stretched 'til the point of breaking. White as a desert flower and dry as a pail of sand. Oh, you look so tired of something. That I don't understand It's not so wrong to steal
I always liked the drama. I always liked the joke. I always liked the love. And I always liked the smoke. I've never been a poster-child of my days. But I've sent a lot of post cards. And yours
Like a thistle on a tree, like the sparkle on the sea. You were made for glory. And it's no wonder why you're here. For all to see But like a thorn on my flesh your beauty holds me. I can't find r
