歌词
作曲 : Brett
Videos on Saturdays
We’re stuck on the couch
We’re stuck on the couch
Careless words come easily
You whisper them back
You whisper them back…
I say your name out loud
But there’s no one else around
Hanging at the beach
Getting pretty close
Maybe this is real
Maybe I’m a ghost
Laying in the dark
Watch you when you sleep
Wonder where you are
Walking through a dream
How does it feel to die young?
Visions of a miracle
I keep to myself
I keep to myself
Call you on the telephone
I dare you to ask
I dare you to ask
I say your name out loud
But there’s no one else around
Hanging at the beach
Getting pretty close
Maybe this is real
Maybe I’m a ghost
Laying in the dark
Watch you when you sleep
Wonder where you are
Walking through a dream
How does it feel to die young?
Hanging at the beach
Getting pretty close
Maybe this is real
Maybe I’m a ghost
Laying in the dark
Watch you when you sleep
Wonder where you are
Walking through a dream
How does it feel to die young?