confuse how with why Everyday is lost as it goes by These moments don't compute And I wind up next to you And all that I need is a doubt That's all one
Preklad: John Frusciante. Pochyby.
We confuse how with why Everyday is lost as it goes by These moments don't compute And I wind up next to you And all that I need is a doubt That's all
confuse how with why Everyday is lost as it goes by These moments don't compete And i wind up next to you And all that i need is a doubt That's all