Soft

I would keep lies in diaries
I know these eyes will never see
all the oceans the ballad knows
over there's where I'll never go

Can I get drunk of this? Do we get high on this trip
I can tell by the way that she moves that she's gone
for sale

Waiting can't keep me down, the other day the other time the other day

Can I get drunk of this? Do we get high on this trip
I can tell by the way that she moves that she's gone
for sale