Из альбома: King

Sitting here waiting on a new situation
On my way back to an old destination
I tried all night but I couldn't find the answers, no

I gotta make it work cause I'm running out of chances
Yeah, I must be out of my mind

And all the melodies coming back to me
I think I'm feeling just fine
City lights and just a few more miles to go
I do this all the time
Why do I draw these lines
They keep me out of reach
It's not what I wanted, no
But it brings me to my knees
Over and over
Over and over

Sitting here waiting on a new conversation
You're talking out of turn man, I'm running out of patience

And all the melodies coming back to me
I think I'm feeling just fine
City lights, just a few more miles to go
I do this all the time
Why do I draw these lines
They keep me out of reach
It's not what I wanted no
But it might be what I need

And I do this all the time
Why do I draw these lines
They keep me out of reach
It's not what I wanted, no
But it brings me to my knees
Over and over
Over and over

Sunny days
God I swear there must be
Sunny days
Up ahead or in between
Sunny days
Think I found you in this place
Over and over
Over and over
Over and over
Over and over
And again

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