paroles de chanson 5 Years, 4 Months, 3 Days - Brian Setzer

Well I stepped into the station
With my only suitcase in my hand
I bought a ticket at the counter
And I said I gotta stick to my plan
′Cause I love that girl with all my might |
And I think I finally got it right
5 years, 4 months, 3 days
Goin' home tonight
I′ve been lyin' and cryin'
And searchin′ and dyin′
Tryin' just to run or myself
I′ve been burnin' and yearnin′
And tossin' and turnin′
I couldn't think of nobody else
Well I reached up on the shelf
For my tattered old Samsonite
Oh you're waitin′ at the station
In that same old dress that I like
Well now aren′t you a beautiful sight
I think I finally saw the light