Rebbeca

Roman Clocks
This is the start and the end of the next phase Ticking away are the roman clocks Still on the phone, wrecking your home Your comfort zone Parading your thoughts and stealing your view point Standing so far but so close to me keeping your distance, keeping you state of mind I see If this is the end, this is the end We must accept it If this is the end, this is the end We must accept it When London's burning, London's burning Stay another night, stay another night Melt down, melt down There's no place like this around [x2] This is the forth of July and you know that America waits for the rest of the world Negotiate contracts, argue it out Till we still don't know Feeling disturbed understand that i'm angry SongtextePenetrate this and you'll see my voice Is trying to break out of cardboard boxes Through this noice If this is the end, this is the end We must accept it If this is the end, this is the end We must accept it When London's burning, London's burning Stay another night, stay another night Melt down, melt down There's no place like this around Aus Songtexte Mania