Warm Storm Songtext

Scuba Steve

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Warm Storm Songtext
I turn the page to start this tune,
To write this little note to you.
To wish the words out of my mind.
Always wonderin what it's for,
I can't seem to find
The answers to the questions deep inside.

But at night there seems to be a calm,
When the words can wash away the wounds.
Take a good look at what you've got,
Because tommorow a mystery.

Who
Knows
The way it's gunna be
Who
Knows

I will not come around for you
In your waiting room.
I will not wait around for you
In your living room.

Wishing on a star,
I turn the page to start a new.
Sitting in my car,
I write this little note to you.
Always wonderin what it's for,
I can't seem to find
The answers to the questions deep inside.

But at night there seems to be a calm,
When the words can wash away the wounds.
Take a good look at what you've got,
Because tommorow a mystery.

Who
Knows
The way it's gunna be
Who
Knows

I will not come around for you
In your waiting room.
I will not wait around for you
In your living room.

Who
Knows
The way it's gunna be
Who
Knows
Who'll come for me.
Who
Knows. . .
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