After school, walkin' Fresh under my fingernails and I can smell hot screech to a halt to let me pass
And I remember What life was like photographs And trying to recreate gives us from our past
And it's a sad song But I
forget, refuse to regret So I met you and Take my breath away, everyday Worth all of the that I've gone through And mama, I've been 'Cause things ain't how they to be She said, the almost won And only several miles from the sun Woah,
And I'm movin' on down my I see people I won't ever I of her, take a breath Feel the beat in the rhythm of my
And sometimes a sad song Oh, but I
forget, refuse to regret So I met you and Take my away, make everyday Worth all of the that I've gone through And mama, been cryin' 'Cause things ain't how used to be She said, the almost won And we're several miles from the sun
The rhythm of the The perfection of her The sex she slipped my coffee The way she when she first saw me Hate to and love to hate her a broken record player Back and and here and gone And on and on and on and on
I cannot forget, to regret So I met you and my breath away, make everyday Worth all of the pain I've gone through And mama, I've been 'Cause ain't how they used to be She said, the almost won And we're only miles She said, the almost won And we're several miles from the sun