Текст песни
It's like we're only honest on the weekend. Only when we're out our minds. Now we're trying to swim in the deep end. Different people, different times. You got troubles with your mother. Then you make me suffer mistakes I haven't made. And I got problems with my father. It's hard to love another without being afraid. Well, maybe we need space. Space. Well, maybe we need space. Space. I thought it would take a conversation. But now we've spent a week apart. It feels like we're losing our patience. Trying to find each other in the dark. You brush mountains under carpets, Hoping it's forgotten until another day. And I just wanna talk it over, Try and pull us closer, but you just run Away. In the distance, in between us, We can find our way home. And if you want to be how we used To, we can find our way home. Well, maybe we need space. Space. Well, maybe we need space. Need space. Well, maybe We Need space. Space. It's like we're only honest on the weekend. Only when we're out our minds
Becky Hill — Space Bruno Martini Remix
«Space Bruno Martini Remix» — Becky Hill. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:04. Жанр — Танцевальная.
