Songtext von Few And Far Between

My hands don't feel like my own dreaming of you One day none of this will matter I listen to the 'slow club' dreaming of you One day none of this will matter Oh, say what you mean, say what you mean Cause now you know I miss you everywhere I go I crave it daily on my own I'm just smoke Now you know I miss you everywhere I go I crave it daily on my own I'm just smoke