Текст песни ellis paul - Seven
ellis paul - Seven слова песни
Seven times I traced your numberJust one finger to your voiceSeven times I put the receiver downSeven times I tried to write youBut I cannot make your choiceYour lips they move,But they make no soundAnd what the costWhat the priceIm the brunt of friends adviceDont look up till you feel the ground . . .Im letting go cause holdin on is killing meMy timing can be criminally slowToo little too lateCriminally slowSeven times I asked forgivenessSeven times Ill wait you outSeasons will change before words come roundAnd in my search for reasonsI will wash away the doubtThat came wrapped inside a wedding gownAnd what the priceWhat the costIs this the poetry of lossThe past we build is all torn down? Im letting go cause holdin on is killing meMy timing can be criminally slowIs it never too late? Criminally slow