Текст песни Texas - Summer son
Texas - Summer son слова песни
I`m tired of telling the storyTired of telling it your wayYeh I know what I sawI know that I found the floorBefore you take my heart, reconsiderBefore you take my heart, reconsiderI`ve opened the doorI`ve opened the door Here comes the summer`s sonHe burns my skinI ache againI`m over you I thought I had a dream to holdMaybe that has goneYour hands reach out and touch me stillBut this feels so wrong Before you take my heart, reconsiderBefore you take my heart, reconsiderI`ve opened the doorI`ve opened the door Here comes the summer`s sonHe burns my skinI ache againI`m over you Before you take my heart, reconsiderBefore you take my heart, reconsiderI`ve opened the doorI`ve opened the door Here comes the summer`s sonHe burns my skinI ache againI`m over you Here comes the winter`s rainTo cleanse my skinI wake againI`m over you Here comes the summer`s sonHe burns my skinI ache againI`m over you Here comes the winter`s rainTo cleanse my skinI wake againI`m over you I`m over you