Текст песни Texas - Sunday Afternoon
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I can think of better daysAs I look into your eyesAnd I feel that in a wayI know that you`ll be alrightAnd he walks for a mileIt`s his styleBaby never acts wildFeels he`s invencibleHe walks for a whileBut I never ask whyHe needs his time in isolationIt`s your viewsOn your grooveOn a Sunday afternoonPaint it slowThen you`ll knowWhat you need to work out soonI`m gonna whisper in your earI`ve a lot of things to say to youI`ll give you all my universeYou`re all I want and that`s for sureAnd he walks for a mileIt`s his styleBaby never acts wildFeels he`s invencibleHe walks for a whileBut I never ask whyHe needs his time in isolationIt`s your viewsOn your grooveOn a Sunday afternoonPaint it slowThen you`ll knowWhat you need to work out soonIt`s your viewsOn your grooveOn a Sunday afternoonPaint it slowThen you`ll knowWhat you need to work out soonIn your darkest hourTake my hand and I`ll show youUnderstand it much betterI`ll make sure you get thereIt`s your viewsOn your grooveOn a Sunday afternoonPaint it slowThen you`ll knowWhat you need to work out soonIt`s your viewsOn your grooveOn a Sunday afternoonPaint it slowThen you`ll knowWhat you need to work out soon