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Sanatçı: Rob Thomas

albüm: The Best of Tabitha's Secret Vol. # 1


I reach within my isolation
I harbor it, I honor it
You say you'd like to see me closer
Of course you would, you have no choice
And I cry cause the weather has gotten to me
And I laugh at the people that I can't be all their lives
Silly pictures
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
Baby's getting older
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
The tide is turning, turning us away
You build the wall I'll build the fountain
We'll wrestle it, we'll conquer it
I think we'll live to see the mountain
Of course we will we have no choice
And I cry cause the weather has gotten to me
And I laugh at the people that I can't be all their lives
Silly pictures
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
Baby's getting older, baby's getting older
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
The tide is turning, don't turn me away
Version 1
And I can remember
Forever december
The center of dying, the heart of the pain
The rose in the bottle, the thorns in the bottom
The stars surround me, the cold astounds me
Version 2
And it wont take long, we both knew this
Well I wasn't quite prepared
For my center of dying, the heart of your pain
All my words get lost and I cant speak
Got my head stripped down well I get weak
And the words fall out like forever december
But soon it won't matter cause she wont mean nothing
And I cry cause the weather has gotten to me
And I laugh at the people that I can't be all their lives
Pretty pictures
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
Baby's getting older, baby's getting older
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
The tide is turning, turning us away
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
Baby's getting older, baby's getting older
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
The tide is turning, turning us away
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
Baby's getting older, baby's getting older
Hey now now now, hey now hey baby
The tide is turning, turning us away

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