ترانه:
Edwin Mccain Lost In America

Well sweetness, I love it when you wrap me up I'm a drowning man for the third time Twenty one gun salute in your flag of mercy Preparing my body for

If you had your way, you would be mine But this beautiful ache is all that you find You've got your life we missed our time Such a passionate crime You

I didn't reach out 'cause I didn't need saving I wasn't drowning, I was just waving I apologize for the misunderstanding But I wasn't falling, I was just

On the six O clock flight It takes all my might To find the reasons why I'm buckling in To leave you again From the corner of my eye I see a perfect

All is quiet on the Western front, There appears to be a lull. John and Jane Doe are sleeping well tonight With the little thoughts inside their skulls

A born killer Bitter and twisted Taking it out On your mother and sister White lie I've been a bad boy Does anyone know the way Out of the freak show

Ol' Babe Ruth, he was a drunker, just like me He lived it high and he lived it low, And staggered down the New York streets They'd throw him out the

I cant believe it But my eyes they see it When the big wheel stops turning Theres nothing left to believe in Release me From this moment Cause i cant

If you had your way You would be mine With this beautiful ache Is all that you find You got your life We missed our time Such a passionate crime You