paroles de chanson Cup of Coffee - No Buses

Go back to morning roll it
Fake feelings i see more
Got fait own
Is that i thinking about
All my lovely gone
No people in the sky
We are clouds to final fest
No, no one to stay, im stand
For in down day, theres my self
Still ill self
To main my hurt
Take mom my heart
Boring days
A fitice past day
It′s of best day
No people in the sky
We are clouds to final fest
No, no one to stay, im stand
For in down day, theres my self
Still ill self
To main my hurt
Take mom my heart
Boring days
A fitice past day
It's of best day
Destiny uncertain
To main my hurt
Take mom my heart
Boring days
A fitice past day
It′s of best day