الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
No one I'll rather be with than you
Never say the word, but our eyes always do
My head explodes and my mind's a mess
And I'm dying to move like young boys do
No one I'll rather be with than you
Away with the bothers and the saddest of news
Sober or not, high and down below, days you know
But nothing flows
