5 acessos
Yeah I got busted
so I used my one phone call to dedicate
a song to you on the radio
Yeah I got busted
in custody I imagined our melody
being played on a grand piano
I saw your face in front of me
it was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you
'cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
you are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that
Yeah I got busted
I painted a dirty word on your old man's
Mercedes Benz 'cause you told me to do it
Yeah I got busted
but soon they released me cause the cops were sad
and they didn't know how to prove it
I saw your face in front of me
it was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you
'cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
you are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that
It's all so obvious, so obvious
why would anyone need a map or a compass
It's so beautiful to be guided by you
'Cause you are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light, light
You are the light, light