Текст песни
I miss your voice, I miss your smile. I miss you laughing with me. I miss the long talks on the phone. I'd give anything to bring you home. I look at stars on the trampoline, Just like we always used to. All I've got left are memories, And the shirt your mama gave to me. I'm gonna call God up and ask for an Appointment. And if He don't pick up, I sure would Love a warning. I wish Heaven had visiting hours. Wish you walk on my cloudy days. I wish He'd drive my leather seats. I wish He'd let you walk. Gonna call God up and ask for an appointment. I wish He'd let you walk on my cloudy Days. I wish let you drive leather seats. Wish He'd let you walk. I wish Heaven had visiting hours. I hide my tears in the shower. It's where I feel most alone. There's no rain on the windowpane. It's my eyes that need the wiper blades. I'm gonna call God up and ask for an Appointment. And if He don't pick up, I sure would Love a warning. I miss you. I wish Heaven had visiting hours. I wish Heaven had visiting hours. I wish Heaven had visiting hours. I wish He'd let you walk On my cloudy days. I wish He'd let you drive my leather seats. I wish He'd let you walk. I'm gonna call God up and ask for an Appointment. I wish He'd let you walk on my cloudy Days. I wish drive my leather seats. I wish He'd let walk. I wish Heaven had visiting Hours
Norma Jean Martine, MOTi — VISITING HOURS MOTi Version
«VISITING HOURS MOTi Version» — Norma Jean Martine, MOTi. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:36. Жанр — Поп.
