The Submarines - Forest Lawn | Текст песни

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• The Submarines
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Making our way on a winter's afternoon
to see the menagerie,
the hills, of forest lawn in bloom
with bright flowers in their jars,
tinted windows of black cars,
paper tigers standing guard.

They disappear at the top.
What a sight for sorry eyes.
Let's turn this car around.

I miss you when i close my eyes,
we'll while away these lazy hours
so many things that i got wrong,
but i need you here beside me.
Take my heart, take everything,
who cares what tomorrow brings?
We won't waste our love with worrying,
no matter where we turn now.

Losing our way on winding words
that are too hard to follow,
our natural history's underground,
where you and i are bound.
We're here just for today.

We stop to watch the motorcade.
What a sight for sorry eyes.
Let's turn this car around.

I miss you when i close my eyes,
we'll while away these lazy hours
so many things that i got wrong,
but i need you here beside me.
Take my heart, take everything,
who cares what tomorrow brings?
We won't waste our love with worrying,
no matter where we turn now.

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