Early November, The

The Smell of This Place
The smell of this place without youThe thought of your voice not hereThe look in my eyes as I'm telling myself that it's all been worth itSo come on, don't let me downThere's plenty of time left nowTo tell myself that it's all in my head and it's all been worth itIt has all been worth all the weightThe smell of this room without youThe thought of you laying hereThe look in my eyes as I'm begging myself to be honest with itSo come on, don't let me downThere's plenty of time left nowTo tell myself that it's all in my head and it's all been worth itYeah, it's all been worth all of itNothing but great lines define my lifeI've got these great lines defining my lifeBut it's all been worth itYeah, it's all been worth itIt has all been worth it Aus Songtexte Mania