|
Bows - Big Wings lyrics
I could see myself At twenty eight What do you think of me now? To hell with big wings Heaven can wait I won't be I won't be checking out Torn Between big love And hate A passion whichever Way round Could have been Could have been Good intentions run aground I am I'm truly young But i feel so old 'cause the guage is Good as gold Plump and pearly? It's way too early Slim and surly Is clearly divine |
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Fornika by Die Fantastischen Vier |
 The Dangermen Sessions, Vol. 1 by Madness |
 Insomniac by Enrique Iglesias |
 Zakiya by Zakiya |
 Our Love to Admire by Interpol |
