Текст песни Texas - Sunday Afternoon

Текст:

I can think of better days As I look into your eyes And I feel that in a way I know that you'll be alright And he walks for a mile It's his style Baby never acts wild Feels he's invencible He walks for a while But I never ask why He needs his time in isolation It's your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you'll know What you need to work out soon I'm gonna whisper in your ear I've a lot of things to say to you I'll give you all my universe You're all I want and that's for sure And he walks for a mile It's his style Baby never acts wild Feels he's invencible He walks for a while But I never ask why He needs his time in isolation It's your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you'll know What you need to work out soon It's your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you'll know What you need to work out soon In your darkest hour Take my hand and I'll show you Understand it much better I'll make sure you get there It's your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you'll know What you need to work out soon It's your views On your groove On a Sunday afternoon Paint it slow Then you'll know What you need to work out soon

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