Ron Pope şarkı sözleri
Your silly notesYour gypsy clothes are all scattered around in my headIt's been so long since I had a homeYou're the only thing that comes to mindWhen I think of the place that I need to be when I sleepYou and meYou and meYou and me gotta loveI can't explain but we've aped more then most to get hereSo I pray that this time we both understandThat from Belgrade to Boston we're much better off holding handsAn envelope that you scribbled onAnd those old grey pajamas that I used to wearCrumbled up on your side of the bedAnd I can't quite explain what I mean but I'm trying so hardThe windows are closed and the air's blowing hot but I'm freezingOhDarling come home'Cause winters alone are like punishments for thingsThat we haven't done wrongAnd I knowTime apartIt won't last'Cause from Belgrade to Boston we're much better off holding handsWe're much better off holding handsWe're much better off holding handsHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahHallelujahOhWhoa
