End Of The Line I.Hanson / T.Hanson / Z.Hanson She's walking round in emptiness She's missing out Could you left in her prom dress She can't take
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(I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson, M. Sweet) Waking up this morning Thinking this can't be real But they say there is nothing love can't heal Why
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson, M. Sweet) Waking up this morning Thinking this can't be real But they say there is nothing love can't heal Why
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) Won't deny everything can't last But it's closing in so fast Thought that I'd figured it out at last But you
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) This time I won't take it back 'Cause something's coming to you This time I'm going to breathe a breath Walking
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) Well I just can't seem to pity 'Cause my heart's to numb to feel And the smile does all the talking Though the
: (I Hanson, T Hanson, Z Hanson) Cigars in the summer time Under the sky by the light I can feel her read my mind I can see it in her eyes Under the
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) She moves like a tender kiss And I can't stop feeling She soothes with her tenderness And I can't stop feeling
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson, G. Alexander) I ran into your best friend today Twelve nights since you ran away I asked about you and she said
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) She plays guitar with her fingertips She'll play your heart with her tender lips She'll work it out until she
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson, G. Wells) I don't feel myself today Just a figure in a big monopoly game Struggle is the price you pay You get
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) I was holding on, now I'm letting go This is nothing more than a picture show Everything I knew now I hardly
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson, G. Wells) Hey, you like boots and perfume Hey, your red pumps and your Cadillac blues Hey, you want that fine
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) So small, yet still so proud At night before he dreams he looks into the clouds A high flyer's what I want to
: (I. Hanson, T. Hanson, Z. Hanson) Liquid, melancholy dreams Tell me what it means 'Cause you drive me crazy Driftwood, won't you float me down your