Текст песни




It's alright
There comes a time
Got no patience
To search for peace of mind
Layin' low
Wanna take it slow
No more hidin'
All the skies and truths I've sold
Every day it's something
Heads may all so grow
You find me sitting by myself
No excuses that I know
It's okay
Head up at sea
Hands are bruised
From breaking rocks all day
Drain the blue
I bleed for you
You think it's funny
Well you're drowning in it too
Every day it's something
Heads may all so grow
You find me sitting by myself
No excuses that I know
Yeah it's fine
We walk down the line
Leave our rain
A cold trade for warm sunshine
You my friend
I will defend
And if we change
Well I love you anyway
Every day it's something
Heads may all so grow
You find me sitting by myself
No excuses that I know



Авторы: Jerry Fulton Cantrell


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