Текст песни Ween - Im Holding You
Ween - Im Holding You слова песни
Im flyin (flyin)In a frame of my mind that time cannot eraseIm seein (seein)The future, the past as I lay the present to wasteIm scopin (scopin)All these feelings I have and hopin for them to come trueAnd Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, babyIm holdin youIm breathin (breathin)The fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygenIm climbin (climbin)The walls to where good and evil make amendsIm trippin, writhin and squealin, pukinLooking for someone like youAnd Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, babyIm holdin youIm flyin (flyin)In a frame of my mind that time cannot eraseIm seein (seein)The future, the past as I lay the present to wasteIm scopin (scopin)All these feelings I have and hopin for them to come trueAnd Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, babyIm holdin youAnd Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, babyIm holdin you