duży lotek wyniki losowania The Golden Road
(Aaron Tippin/Terry Brown)
I hollered "hey honey, I'm home" like I do every day at four
But the TV ain't on and the car is gone, she must be at the store
Then I spied this piece of paper it looked like a list of things to do
But when I got down to number six I realized we were through
The plumber couldn' make it today, I've decided that I'm going away
The dog's at the vet the hearing is set
Do you see what I'm trying to say
Don't forget to take out the trash, I'm sorry but I'm not coming back
Now you can't sugar coat what she really wrote
Ain't that
I hollered "hey honey, I'm home" like I do every day at four
But the TV ain't on and the car is gone, she must be at the store
Then I spied this piece of paper it looked like a list of things to do
But when I got down to number six I realized we were through
The plumber couldn' make it today, I've decided that I'm going away
The dog's at the vet the hearing is set
Do you see what I'm trying to say
Don't forget to take out the trash, I'm sorry but I'm not coming back
Now you can't sugar coat what she really wrote
Ain't that
When all the stars were falling
I reached up like you said
All the stars were falling, one hit me in the head
And I fell down, down, down, I fell down, down
When all the stars were falling, they fell from above
And I thought of hate, and I thought of hate and then I thought of love
And I fell down, down, down, I fell down, down
And I've learned how to dance from a Vincent Van Gogh
And the nights were wrapped in a white sheet
And now no one even says hello, 'cause I couldn't stand on my two feet
I fell down, I fell down
Down, down, down
Now the peace
duży lotek wyniki losowania The Golden Road
I reached up like you said
All the stars were falling, one hit me in the head
And I fell down, down, down, I fell down, down
When all the stars were falling, they fell from above
And I thought of hate, and I thought of hate and then I thought of love
And I fell down, down, down, I fell down, down
And I've learned how to dance from a Vincent Van Gogh
And the nights were wrapped in a white sheet
And now no one even says hello, 'cause I couldn't stand on my two feet
I fell down, I fell down
Down, down, down
Now the peace