Тексты песен Aaron Booth

Booth I’m not versed in telling you Something’s weighing on my mind With a chorus surrounding you Our love is left behind Are we so fragile here That words can shatter all the years Of me trying to ta

Booth Maybe your leg warmers Will someday make nice sleeves Maybe those red leather pants Will cover your car seat Maybe high school pictures Of flowing hockey hair Will bring a smiling memory To a he

Booth Slow fire burning bright I will feed you through the night I can’t take my eyes away From the procession of newborn flames Do I hear music In pops and fissures and holes between You’re burning,

Booth You know I’ve waited for so very long To hear your words tell me the way to move on 'Cause I’m all grown up and soon growing old Don’t mean I know how to find my way home. I’m calling to tell yo