Song | Symphony 5 Was a Surprise |
Artist | Emily Wells |
Album | The Symphonies:- Dreams Memories & Parties |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Don't want to go to sleep tonight, cause I don't think I'll survive, without | |
Symphony, number five… | |
Number five you were on my mind for three days and three | |
nights, never knew I had it coming. | |
I laid down in the street for you, taught | |
the neighborhood how to creep for you. | |
Said a few things, lovin' lovin' life. | |
Set aside my pride and my strife. Then I got up and I went to school, practiced | |
till my fingers turned a shade of blue. | |
Learned how to love it, even when I | |
failed. Though I'll admit it, I railed. | |
Yeah, there were days, throwin up my | |
hands like a woman on plane, comin down, screamin down, runnin like rain. |
Don' t want to go to sleep tonight, cause I don' t think I' ll survive, without | |
Symphony, number five | |
Number five you were on my mind for three days and three | |
nights, never knew I had it coming. | |
I laid down in the street for you, taught | |
the neighborhood how to creep for you. | |
Said a few things, lovin' lovin' life. | |
Set aside my pride and my strife. Then I got up and I went to school, practiced | |
till my fingers turned a shade of blue. | |
Learned how to love it, even when I | |
failed. Though I' ll admit it, I railed. | |
Yeah, there were days, throwin up my | |
hands like a woman on plane, comin down, screamin down, runnin like rain. |
Don' t want to go to sleep tonight, cause I don' t think I' ll survive, without | |
Symphony, number five | |
Number five you were on my mind for three days and three | |
nights, never knew I had it coming. | |
I laid down in the street for you, taught | |
the neighborhood how to creep for you. | |
Said a few things, lovin' lovin' life. | |
Set aside my pride and my strife. Then I got up and I went to school, practiced | |
till my fingers turned a shade of blue. | |
Learned how to love it, even when I | |
failed. Though I' ll admit it, I railed. | |
Yeah, there were days, throwin up my | |
hands like a woman on plane, comin down, screamin down, runnin like rain. |