Will Dixon все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

This could be the final time you see me,
If you don’t mind let’s make the most of all this empathy,
Call me a coward please, it’s plain to see that now I’m back on Shingle Street,
I’m rolling over all the rocks and back onto my feet,
Call me a waste of your time, please just draw a line,
In the sand that I could be if you just crushed me with a lie,
I was skipping on the surface of where I shouldn’t be,
With a single swing of your arm you threw me at the sea,