the back rooms
Do you think we’ll ever see each other again?
you’ll store us in dimly lit back rooms
I’ll keep a pull-out bed
we can be more than an afterthought
I still wake up with things to tell you
Do you think we’ll ever see each other again?
you’ll store us in dimly lit back rooms
I’ll keep a pull-out bed
we can be more than an afterthought
I still wake up with things to tell you