Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' ...
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
As long as you love me
We could be starving,
We could be homeless,
I got it from my daddy
I feel nice you look nice
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
If I showed you my flaws
If I couldn't be strong
Tell me honestly would you still love me the same?
Blood in the breeze
And I hope that you remember me
We see a storm is closing in,
Pretending we ain't scared.
Nie umiem cię pocieszyć kiedy patrzysz w przeszłość,
ale mogę wziąć dobre wino i pójść z tobą tańczyć w deszczu.
Bo Chociaż wszystko szybko mija
Chociaż łatwo traci sens
The fall, the blame, the pain’s still there
I'm here alone inside of this broken home