Текст песни Alex Parks - Wandering Soul
Alex Parks - Wandering Soul слова песни
(Parks/Clark/Hewerdine)I`m wanting your bodyyour mind and soul for a moral-less stateof that which Ican`t get out of myendless thoughts ofthe sharp edge of youcuts me voicewhen I say your nameI`m thinking thatI`m just a wandering soulwaiting for someone to take holdand I`d choose not to love youI`ve been here too many times beforereflection imaginedyou`re one thing in the front of my mindstaring me into my blue eyesthe sharp edge of youcuts me voicewhen I say your nameI`m thinking thatI`m just a wandering soulwaiting for someone to take holdand I would choose not to love youI`ve been here too many times beforeI`m just a wandering soula wanderinga wandering soulbeen here too many times beforebeen here too many times beforeI`m thinking thatI`m just a wandering soulwaiting for someone to take holdand I would choose not to love youI`m thinking thatI`m just a wandering soulwaiting for someone to take holdand I`d choose not to love youI`ve been here too many times before