2 acessos
I'm tired of sitting round the house
I'm tired of doing without
I want to reconnect with you
I'm tracing paints on the wall
Where i'm projecting a phone call
There i had yesterday with you
And i forget just what i made
When i say whatever i said
That wasn't me, that was just talking
And oh let met that from the start
I was alone you stole my heart
That was as far as i can see
Sweet talking gets me off the hook
Returns the liberty i took
And all you have to say is "fine"
And i'll continue as i do
I look to everything but you
I'm missing you are mine
My memory is playing round the clock
Your voice is telling me to stop
My hands are working by themselves
My brain is dead
My heart is cold
I'm shaking
Fear is taking home
There i am feeling something else
There's something running down my face
My thing are lying round the place
I want to reconnect with you
I'm tracing paints on the wall
I wonder why you haven't call
I want to reconnect with you (7x)