Song | Something for You |
Artist | Pernice Brothers |
Album | Goodbye, Killer |
With her head hung, weighed down by a dream | |
Impossible to carry, hard to set her free | |
When the days seem as similar as fleas | |
Too delicate and dwindling in number | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you, for you | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you | |
If you love me like a bullet loves the sky | |
Like a perfect shade of color loves the eye | |
If you’re infinitely close to giving up on being part of something real | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you, for you | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you | |
Come here ‘cause I’ve got something for you, for you |
With her head hung, weighed down by a dream | |
Impossible to carry, hard to set her free | |
When the days seem as similar as fleas | |
Too delicate and dwindling in number | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you, for you | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you | |
If you love me like a bullet loves the sky | |
Like a perfect shade of color loves the eye | |
If you' re infinitely close to giving up on being part of something real | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you, for you | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you | |
Come here ' cause I' ve got something for you, for you |