5 acessos
Maybe tomorrow I'll see love in your eyes and mine will dry
Maybe tomorrow we can learn how to fly on these nasty little wings
And I wanna take you out but you always refuse
'cause you only play the games that you know you can lose
You love to fail, that's all you love.
We don't know why you've been gone
Somebody said you're on the run
You're living where wild horses run
Well, hey, whatever turns you on.
I'll be your confidante
Come and go as you please
I'll honor and protect my Wagner in dungarees.