Słowa
słowa do nauczenia się
They told me once, nothing grows
When a house ain't a home
Is it true, honestly
When it's all a part of me?
A couple years of waiting rooms
Finding God, and losing too
Wanna scream, but what's the use?
Lyin' awake, and I stare at the door
I just can't take it no more
They told me it's useless, there's no hope in store
But somehow I just want you more
I want you more
Somehow, I just want you more
I want you more
Somehow, I just want you more
Wooden floors and little feet
