Carolina Villarruel

You talk, you talk a good game, wish I could talk the same. A song is just a game I'm getting good at cheating at, you talk, yes you talk a good game, won't you teach me the same. I'd love to explain, like showing your hand and all about, well I know, I know, I know, I know and so and so and so. So what I suppose it's got to, well I never said it was clever, I just like gettinh leathered, looking for the light, the light behind your eyes. You talk, you talk a good game, wish I could talk the same. A song is just a game I'm getting good at cheating at, remember in the rain, and those little red shoes and some kid with the blues, who gets right on your tits, you just grin and bear it. Well I know, I know, I know, I know it's wrong and so and so and so. So what I suppode it's got to, well I never said it was clever, I just like gettinh leathered, looking for the light, the light behind your eyes. Bevan, he drops stones from heaven L O R D for ever, and the love, the love behind your eyes.