Текст и слова песни Diesel Boy – Sleepy Soliloquy
It's almost three a.m. and I should be asleep but instead I lie awake in =
My room and my head still hurts from the night before last my only =
Solace is thinking of you let me dream, give me peace let me fall fast =
Asleep cus I swear there will be time for you tomorrow so I'm doing what =
I can to write you a song but I am burned out and it's late at night and =
I'm trying real hard to tear the words from my insides but sometimes my =
Pen just won't write keep me warm while I sleep safe and sound =
Underneath the sheets 'cause I swear there will be time for you tomorrow =
Yeah, yeah, yeah the hood of your car and the Florida skyline you told =
Me your secrets with your head pressed to mine we lay close together =
Like ivy entwined you are all of my songs and the sun as it shines so =
Much beauty and style what a beautiful smile like the perfect picasso =
Both color and grace I call my machine to hear your voice one more time =
And my stomach gets weak as your voice comes through the line the air is =
Quiet, calm, and still just as it always and forever will and my radio =
Plays the same old song and it makes me forget that you are gone
Submitted by: Mel
My room and my head still hurts from the night before last my only =
Solace is thinking of you let me dream, give me peace let me fall fast =
Asleep cus I swear there will be time for you tomorrow so I'm doing what =
I can to write you a song but I am burned out and it's late at night and =
I'm trying real hard to tear the words from my insides but sometimes my =
Pen just won't write keep me warm while I sleep safe and sound =
Underneath the sheets 'cause I swear there will be time for you tomorrow =
Yeah, yeah, yeah the hood of your car and the Florida skyline you told =
Me your secrets with your head pressed to mine we lay close together =
Like ivy entwined you are all of my songs and the sun as it shines so =
Much beauty and style what a beautiful smile like the perfect picasso =
Both color and grace I call my machine to hear your voice one more time =
And my stomach gets weak as your voice comes through the line the air is =
Quiet, calm, and still just as it always and forever will and my radio =
Plays the same old song and it makes me forget that you are gone
Submitted by: Mel
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