Esse letra de Saint Etienne já foi acessado por 158 pessoas.
Veja também o vídeo da música tocada.
He's gone, / he's gone. /
She wears sad jeans / torn at the waistband. /
Her pretty face / is stained with tears. /
And in her right hand / she clasps a letter; /
I know this means / that he has gone. /
And in this town / of mis-guided tourists, /
She never thought / she'd fall in love. /
It was a few days / after her birthday, /
The thrill hostess / gave her first kiss. /
He said her skin / smelled just like petals, /
Said stupid things / he knew she'd like. /
She said her life / was like a motorway: /
Dull, grey, and long / 'til he came along. /
He's gone, / he's gone. /
I said how could / he ever leave you? /
You two were good, / you were so right. /
She said I wish / that he just left me; /
He'd be alive, / alive tonight. /
He's gone, / he's gone. /
He's gone, / he's gone. /
He's gone, / he's gone.
Para enviar você precisa efetuar um cadastro gratuito no site. Caso já tenha um cadastro, acesse aqui.
Acesse agora, navegue e crie sua listas de favoritos.
Entrar com facebook Criar uma conta gratuita
Comentários (0) Postar um Comentário