गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
Quit looking at the clock, it'll only bring me down
And it won't bring you here.
If I pulled out all the stops, and a little less of my hair
Could I bring you here is my favorite white bic light
It can undarken the night keep it with you close
As I wave your eastbound plane away.
Too scared to pray, my eyes are too dilated to see
Without you here, I feel my fear. [x2]
Without you here, I feel my fear.
I don't wanna rock, I wanna roll on top
Of you and not let go with me to Second Street and Main
As we tear up the place. I miss your pretty face.
Too scared to pray, my eyes are too dilated to see
Without you here, I feel my fear. [x2]
Without you here, I feel my fear.
