Testo di Too Late

I miss your energy Your add i miss your fears the souvenirs I miss your sweet taste You laughed hysterically I miss your grace and tour flexibility I miss the nights The frantic pace I miss the consequences the price to pay Oh, i miss paris, pornography your charge on me I miss the way you used to love me But there was not enough space for you Now it's too late Room key Bed sheets Intimacy Drum beat Handstand Shark tank Gold ring Was that our last drink I miss your galaxy Your poetry I lost my t-shirt I miss the hurt I miss your face I miss the chase I miss your crazy I miss the way you used to love The way you used to love I miss the way you used to