Falling to the Virgin Single Mom
'Cause I'd drop it all just to get you
Bring me back to life
Bring me back to life, yeah
I've always dreamed too big for this little town
But now I can't remember how to slow it down
Time does seem to fly
Then it's hard to find, yeah
I've grown tired of being stuck in a race
Office space, it's all fake, yeah-yeah-yeah
Everybody seems to cheat
Best believe, that's not me
Want a midnight sky, rolling high
Take a trip on a whim, oh-whoa-whoa
Not a worry for a million miles
Flying off, be right back, oh-whoa-whoa
Bab Populer