West Indian Girl Miles From Monterey текст песни, слова песни Miles From Monterey West Indian Girl
West Indian Girl - Miles From Monterey
Never mind the coastline
Need a dime to pay the phone
I can hear her say
All the lights are raining down.
I'm falling away, I'm falling in love
Come on, come on, come on, let it go
On a highway...rows & rows of tired lives
Miles from Monterey
Passing cars with broken hearts
I still hear her say
I'm falling away, I'm falling in love
Come on, come on, come on, let it go
The sunlight falls from orange to red
On the road to stars that chain together
We could never see what never is
I'm falling away, I'm falling in love
Come on, come on, come on, let it go
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