These covers may keep me warm at nightBut they can't take your place'Cause they'll never gonna hold me tightThese pillows may let me rest my headBut they can't say goodnightAnd tuck me in before I go to bedSaying oh, baby girl, you better hopeThat's what I'm telling myselfBut, I...
...............good job bastage. Good job indeed.
Well you're the closest thing I have
To bring up in a conversation
About a love that didn't last
But I could never call you mine
Cause I could never call myself yours
And if we were really meant to be
Well then we defied destiny...
Wanna pack your bags, Something small
Take what you need and we disappear
Without a trace we'll be gone, gone
The moon and the stars can follow the car
and then when we get to the ocean
We gonna take a boat to the end of the world
All the way to the end...