George Miller - Thom | Текст песни

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Searching for a reason why
Searching where the leaves don't grow, grow, grow

Yo
The pitter patter gave a rather rinse and lather feeling as opposed to shitty attitudes that made me bitter after laughter
I dearly regretted it
I take the D train to go to BK
I can't defeat rain

And as far as we go
And as far as we go
And how little we know
And how little we know
Searching for the weekend love
Searching where the leaves don't fall
When the land is widow (Oh)
Fall to the ground

Speak to me
Speak to me
Speak to me
Speak to me
Speak to me
(Somebody)
Speak to me
(Somebody)

And as far as we go
And as far as we go
When the land is widow
Fall to the ground

(Somebody)
Speak to me
(Somebody)
Speak to me
(Somebody)
Speak to me
Speak to me
(Somebody)
Speak to me
Somebody
Please don't run away
Speak to me
Speak to me
(Somebody)

Your friend of ours was talking on the phone

Please don't run away
Oh, please don't run away
Please don't run away
Oh, please don't run away

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