Yearling - Holiday Тексты

He'll be waiting here forever
In quiet unresolve
As this letter turns to yellow
And slow, the words desolve
You wanted all of this
You asked for nothing more

And so here We sit
Like puzzle pieces
In a picture
That we don't fit

And forever he'll wait
To the tune of lover's give and take
Sending letters far away
To addresses that have long been changed
It's a gift without a holiday

And I can't remember better
Like the story told
Of summer time adventure
And never growing old
And she can stand the heartache
He's a day late
And with the wind it's gone

So here We sit
Like puzzle pieces
In a picture
That we don't fit

And forever he'll wait
To the tune of lover's give and take
Sending letters far away
To addresses that have long been changed
It's a gift without a holiday
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