Miggs - Taste Тексты

She must not be listening
She must not be within my reach
Or she would have been here
I'm waiting, waiting for you still to come back again

Lovers stroll into the dusk
Telling tales of fate
I'm witness to this love
I must not temp the hand to stray

Far apart or in between
Someone let go a sigh....let me be

Let me go, let me be, let go of you, let go of me

I suffer from your taste
Paralyzed with emotion
She was such a pretty face
Pretty faces never stay with me

I suffer in this place
Where we first became one
Is it necessary?
I'm afraid of what may have already been done

We're far apart or so it seems
But she never said let go of me...

And I won't, I won't just let this be
No I won't cause this is where you left me

Let me go, let me go