Текст песни Mike McDermott - Sharon Van Etten

You will ride in the night
Cause you're far from my side
Though I knew I wanted you
There's nothing left to do
Oh, what you wanted to do
Planning to find a redemption
You will call and pretend
When there's nothing but dimes in our pockets
When we sit down to talk on benches summertime
Just talking to watch the sun fall on your face
You would call out all night
You would call out all night