paroles de chanson 24 Hours - Postcard Boy

I know I like it when I hold you
I know I like it when I hold you
I know I like it when I hold you
I know I like it when I hold you

And my head loves to ride the mood swings
I break down in my car on the sunny days
Don't fix up when you jump off the chain set
Wood chips stuck in my soul when I check

Didn't know how much I missed your touch
24 hours and I'm all fucked up
Feeling half-full craving your love
Weeks go by and we stay so young

Persistence, persistent aching
Prophesy peeling of picture frames
Fearing forgetting all the back streets
Don't want to lament for not changing

I want to do it right
I want her to be loved
I want to do it right
I want her to be loved

And my head loves to ride the mood swings
I break down in my car on the sunny days
Don't fix up when you jump off the chain set
Wood chips stuck in my soul when I check

Didn't know how much I missed your touch
24 hours and I'm all fucked up
Feeling half-full craving your love
Weeks go by and we stay so young

Too whimsical, can't break a fall
Lay with you, leave the room
Mercuriality makes me distant
Patiently perseverant

I think about you when I wake up
Where's my self-love
Bring me back to rudiments
We're not ignorant
Let's be small under covers
Small talk to each other

I love you, I do
I'm killing us too, I know it
Anything for you
I need to prove, need to show it

I love you, I do
I'm killing us too, I know it
Anything for you
I need to prove, need to show it