Текст песни
i wish we d move together this time the bosses sued
Daylight turns to moonlight and i m at my best, i wish we d come to our senses and see there is no truth
The cool before the warm, teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time, the love after the hate
praising the way it all works gazing upon the rest
in those who promote the confusion for this ever changing mood
The hush before the silence, bitter turns to sugar some call a passive tune
The cool before the warm, the calm after the storm, bitter turns to sugar some call a passive tune
the love we leave too late
But the day things turn sweet for me won t be too soon, and the future we always leave too late
The love after the hate, the love we leave too late Changing, but we re caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood
To commit the sins they pay for through another s evil mind, daylight turns to moonlight and i m at my best My, the hush before the silence
the past is knowledge the present our mistake
And the future we always leave too late, the cool before the warm, i wish we d move together this time the bosses sued
but we re caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood
The calm after the storm, bitter turns to sugar some call a passive tune, teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time
Bitter turns to sugar some call a passive tune, the past is knowledge the present our mistake Paul, but we re caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood
The past is knowledge the present our mistake, the love after the hate
Evil turns to statues and masses form a line, but we re caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood, the past is knowledge the present our mistake
But we re caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood, but we re caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood
But i know which way i d run to if the choice was mine, i wish we d move together this time the bosses sued
Daylight turns to moonlight and i m at my best, i wish to stay forever letting this be my food, but the day things turn sweet for me won t be too soon
The calm after the storm, and the future we always leave too late, the love after the hate
the cool before the warm
But i m caught up in a whirlwind and my ever changing moods, evil turns to statues and masses form a line Weller, and the future we always leave too late
i wish we d come to our senses and see there is no truth
The love after the hate, i wish we d move together this time the bosses sued Paul, to commit the sins they pay for through another s evil mind
teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time
I wish we d wake up one day an everyone feel moved, in those who promote the confusion for this ever changing mood, but i m caught up in a whirlwind and my ever changing moods
Teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time, the past is knowledge the present our mistake
To commit the sins they pay for through another s evil mind, daylight turns to moonlight and i m at my best
the winds after the blast
The past is knowledge the present our mistake, but we re caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood
The love we leave too late, but we re caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood
The cool before the warm, the cool before the warm
I wish we d come to our senses and see there is no truth, evil turns to statues and masses form a line
I wish we d come to our senses and see there is no truth, but i m caught up in a whirlwind and my ever changing moods
In those who promote the confusion for this ever changing mood, teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time
teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time
Teardrops turn to children who ve never had the time, but we re caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood
but we re caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood
To commit the sins they pay for through another s evil mind, the past is knowledge the present our mistake, but i know which way i d run to if the choice was mine
Evil turns to statues and masses form a line, evil turns to statues and masses form a line, and the future we always leave too late
praising the way it all works gazing upon the rest
The cool before the warm, the love we leave too late, the past is knowledge the present our mistake
But we re caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood, the love after the hate
But we re caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood, the calm after the storm
but the day things turn sweet for me won t be too soon