Текст песни




This place will tell you lies
With each passing shadow that goes by
But there's only one or two, at most just three
Or more likely none that I still believe
They'll say you're not alone
But don't listen to them 'til that very loan
I did, then found out through misery
That the true population's me
I used to look for days around
But no trace of her love could be found
I'd holler, cry, beg, and scream
Throw myself down and start to bleed
Search for heart 'til mine would believe
I'd burn in hope, but there wasn't any need
Too late to care, she's no longer here
The population's me
I used to look for days around
But no trace of her love could be found
I'd holler, cry, beg, and scream
Throw myself down and start to bleed
Search for heart 'til mine would believe
I'd burn in hope, but there wasn't any need
Too late to care, she's no longer here
The population's me
This place will tell you lies
With each passing shadow that goes by
But there's only one or two, at most just three
Or more likely none that I still believe



Авторы: Dwight David Yoakam Copyright: So Forth Music


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