Текст Nomy – One Last Song
Текст:
I try to live another day
I find it hard to waste
It all and walk away
We imagined we were fine
Remembering our time
But you can keep the song I wrote to you and me
It was the first time I gave all that I could ever be
But the world is moving on and so do we
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause I don’t really have a clue
How to communicate with you
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause I don’t really have a clue
How to communicate with you
Now I remember our days
And I think I tried it all
To make it work both ways
How can I live on like this when all you do is hurting me
How can we be all that we want when you’re never listening
But you can keep the song I wrote to you and me
It was the first time I gave all that I could ever be
So baby lately all I know it’s all the fighting truly hurt me so
So now if you’re gone here’s a last song
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause I don’t really have a clue
How to communicate with you
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause I don’t really have a clue
How to communicate with you
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause baby I miss humping you
I’m sitting all alone writing you a last song
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause baby I miss humping you
I’m sitting all alone writing you a last song
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause I don’t really have a clue
How to communicate with you
I don’t wanna be another hippie with a bottle
Living on the street missing that I really had her
Tell me what I’m gonna do cause baby I miss humping you
I’m sitting all alone writing you a last song