كلمات Roscoe

My words mean nothing as they fall rapidly out of my mouth It's not a race but if it was, I'm definitely not winning It's always been this way, ever since the beginning I try to fake a smile but only half of my muscles co-operate Remember all the times I ran my fingers through your hair? Every morning I wake up I'm dreaming you'll be there Remember all the times I ran my fingers through your hair? Every morning I wake up I'm dreaming you'll be there Remember all the times I ran my fingers through your hair? Every morning I wake up I'm dreaming you'll be there Remember all the times I ran my fingers through your hair? Every morning I wake up I'm dreaming you'll be there