paroles de chanson Runnin' free - Nicole Dollanganger
                                                The 
                                                days 
                                                are 
                                                long, 
                                                please 
                                                don't 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                trust 
                                                myself 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sun 
                                                beats 
                                                down, 
                                                my 
                                                wrists 
                                                burn 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                stove
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                this 
                                                lonely 
                                                '78 
                                                motorhome
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                stay 
                                                here, 
                                                alone 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                Sunday 
                                                dinner 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                summertime 
                                                flies
 
                                    
                                
                                                Motorcycles 
                                                rev 
                                                outside
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                backyard 
                                                screen
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hear 
                                                them 
                                                drive 
                                                off 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                him 
                                                I'd 
                                                die 
                                                out 
                                                here 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                stay
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                would 
                                                hold 
                                                me 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                arms
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he'd 
                                                love 
                                                it 
                                                that 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sad 
                                                teddy 
                                                bears 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                lawn 
                                                outside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Clean 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                mud, 
                                                hang 
                                                them 
                                                up 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                dry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Try 
                                                to 
                                                sleep, 
                                                to 
                                                pass 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                dogs 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                yard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Keep 
                                                me 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                their 
                                                cries 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                told 
                                                him 
                                                I'd 
                                                die 
                                                out 
                                                here 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                stay
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                would 
                                                hold 
                                                me 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                arms
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he'd 
                                                love 
                                                it 
                                                that 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                days 
                                                are 
                                                long, 
                                                please 
                                                don't 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                trust 
                                                myself 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                all 
                                                goes 
                                                dark, 
                                                my 
                                                bangs 
                                                long 
                                                overgrown
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                this 
                                                lonely 
                                                '78 
                                                motorhome
 
                                    
                                 
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