A Little Piece Songtext
She comes like a wave
Washing over my face lead me to the sun
She breaks down the day, until all possible lies are possible
You don't have to breathe
I will breathe in for your love
Conversations make you tired
Are you that lonely child?
Graduation makes you high
Are you that lonely child?
Washing over my face lead me to the sun
She breaks down the day, until all possible lies are possible
You don't have to breathe
I will breathe in for your love
Conversations make you tired
Are you that lonely child?
Graduation makes you high
HARRY SIMEONE, HENRY ONORATI, KATHERINE K. DAVIS
© INTERNATIONAL KORWIN CORP
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