Тексты песен Emerson Drive

Hey I feel her hair slappin' my face It makes me smile She slides her arms around my waist Tighter every mile Her lips are against my ear I grab the clutch and find a higher gear She said don't look b

(Annie Tate/Sam Tate/Dave Berg) I was coming to the end of a long long walk When a man crawled out of a cardboard box Under the E. Street Bridge Followed me on to it I went out halfway across With tha

(Angelo/Brett James) She was sittin' on a park bench Feedin' pigeons on Beacon Hill I was takin' my dog Jack out for a run We had a little time to kill I still don't know if it was Jack or me That som

(Brad Mates/Greg Barnhill) She was the love of my life, back in '95 We hardly spent a day and night apart We were victims of a lonely heart I remember that day, it all went away When I think about it

(Jeffrey Steele/Kip Rains/Craig Wiseman) Barefoot walkin' on a white sand beach Fishin' on a log in a backwoods creek A baby in a month and a baby on her hip And when I kiss her on her lips, it's all