and low You?re a place to stay and a time to go And I?m searching through the things you left behind here But it?s time for me to let it go Sometimes
back to another day And there's nothing you can say to make this go away Daydreamers holiday We drank on your brother's fake ID Pass the hat, roll it
a hard time leaving this town I've been losing everything that I've found I'm gonna search the sky, kiss the ground Build it up and tear it back down
who's in charge Well, this society is pretty sad when any half-ass Jock can make a million bucks even though all his brains are in his Cock and balls go
I cannot sleep and I'm wound too tight The morning comes and I feel alright And take me down home on holiday And lead me into your secret hideaway Let
My head wouldn't give a second thought About telling me what to do My feet wouldn't give another inch If they were giving it up to you And I'm on the
me Someone cut my past, baby, let it bleed I tried to write you letters but it wasn't me I tried to find your pictures out of curiosity I thought I had it
through town And I can hear your voice It speaks inside of me It makes me wanna write it down Makes me wanna write it down And I can smell your skin It
let it, I'll just have to let it go Let it go, let it go, let it go Let it go, let it go, let it go
The flakes go up, not hit the ground Falling down, not being 'round Toast the day to winter's clown Won't need a broom to help him now Get it up Lord
If I sing you one more song, baby would you come along? You can tell me what to do And if I kiss you one more time, baby can you read my sign? You can
It only happens when I?m dreamin' It keeps on playin' in my head Recallin' somethin' that was steamin' All of this stress will leave you dead Thankful
ترجمه: Clarks. اجازه دهید آن را برو.
high and low You're a place to stay and a time to go And I'm searching through the things you left behind here Now it's time for me to let it go Sometimes
to fly back to another day And there's nothing you can say To make this go away Daydreamers Holiday We drank on your brother's fake ID Pass the hat, roll it
your skin I cannot sleep I'm wound too tight The morning comes and I feel alright Take me down home on holiday Lead me to your secret hiding place Let
