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Skimming Stones
- wykonawca: Hayward Justin
This time I'm not gonna go so crazy
I'm not gonna let it faze me
I'm building my resistance
Bound to keep my distance
Slowly, determined to take it slowly
Refusing to let it throw me
Feeling every feeling
Staring at the ceiling
And if it's real, a heart will know
All the time
And come the spring, it will grow
Or die upon the vine
But if it's love, love will come
Knocking at my door
I do believe it now
Sometimes less is more
This time I'm not going to stoke the fire
I'm not gonna walk the wire
Oh heart you've learned your lesson
Love is not obsession
Easy, I swear that I'll take it easy
And passion you won't deceive me
I'll hear the music playing
Hear the songbird saying
That if it's real, a heart will know
All the time
And come the spring, it will grow
Or die upon the vine
And when it's love, love will come
Knocking at my door
I do believe it now
Sometimes less is more
And if it's real, I will know
Know this time
And come the spring, it will grow
Or die upon the vine
And if it's love, love will come
Knocking at my door
I do believe it now
Sometimes less is more
This time I'm not gonna go so crazy
I'm not gonna let it faze me
I'm building my resistance
Bound to keep my distance
Slowly, determined to take it slowly
Refusing to let it throw me
Feeling every feeling
Staring at the ceiling
And if it's real, a heart will know
All the time
And come the spring, it will grow
Or die upon the vine
But if it's love, love will come
Knocking at my door
I do believe it now
Sometimes less is more
This time I'm not going to stoke the fire
I'm not gonna walk the wire
Oh heart you've learned your lesson
Love is not obsession
Easy, I swear that I'll take it easy
And passion you won't deceive me
I'll hear the music playing
Hear the songbird saying
That if it's real, a heart will know
All the time
And come the spring, it will grow
Or die upon the vine
And when it's love, love will come
Knocking at my door
I do believe it now
Sometimes less is more
And if it's real, I will know
Know this time
And come the spring, it will grow
Or die upon the vine
And if it's love, love will come
Knocking at my door
I do believe it now
Sometimes less is more