15 acessos
Everyone I ever loved or even care about
has some kind of troubled background
You see it in their eyes
looking at each other
in a secondhand store
Think you found the one?
we can make this work I guess
We can make a run
So much hope
All you gotta do or all I gotta do
it spend a time on it
I'm on the rack again
Almost healed ironed and smooth
Please take me where I belong
And I will tell you
Baby you're the prettiest one
Why can't you come along?
Well it's all right it's all right
I mean hey look who you're talking to
You really want my opinion
Messing up in love everyone should do
And then we get better at it
Everybody and their broken hearts
All reaching out to you
The sun is peeking thru leaves and
branches of nearby trees
Silhouttes play on naked white walls
here on Brandon Street
Had it not been for the reminder of the
distant droning freeways
You would be surprised
If someone tried to tell you girl
L.A. is no paradise
But I'm coming back again
Almost healed ironed ans smooth
Because this is where I belong
And I will tell you
Baby you're the prettiest one
Just wish you'd come along
Well it's all right it's all right
I mean hey look who you're talking to
I'll never stop dreaming
Messing up in love everyone should do
And then we get better at it
Everybody and their broken hearts
All reaching out to you
Feed off the sparks from your
Al Pacino eyes
Till they burn right thru
Well it's all right it's all right
I mean hey look who you're talking to
I'll never stop dreaming
Messing up in love everyone should do
We might just get better at it
See everybody and their broken hearts
And us wannabe Heartbreakers too
Feed off the sparks from your
Al Pacino eyes
Untill they burn right thru