: So much for small talk The big ideas somehow snuck in When we weren't looking And scared away The light-hearted laughter Of our innocence And it was
: your hands were warm and dry placed lightly on my back we'd sit and watch the day slide out from red to black when it comes to you you were always
: It's not the end of the world just because the sun is burning out It's not the end of your dreams when you wake up in the morning You're so cynical
: I'm a hill and you're the broken wheel we may make it down but it won't be pretty row your little boat ashore and talk like you know it all tall tales
: The city's just barely awake For the two-way and parade Drive around for a dark place Glimmer of the street lamp on your face And your face I only
: You've got your eyes on the road There's too many cooks in the kitchen Too many kings on the throne How can I make it clear I am not the wrecking
: Don't wake me up for anything less than 10 grand today Drugs, fashion, flying, crashing, music, sex and talking trash and holidays. Good people don
Bản dịch: Sex Machine. Michael Jackson's Spotless Love.
