Tytuł: Out Of Touch

• Wykonawca: Hall And Oates
• Wyświetleń: 332

(Hall, Oates)
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  Shake it up is all that we know
  Using the bodies up as we go
  Waking up to fantasy
  The shates all around aren't the colors we used to see
  Broken ice still melts in the sun
  And times that are broken can often be one again
  We're soul alone
  And soul really matters to me
  Take a look around
  
  You're out of touch
  I'm out of time
  But I'm out of my head when you're not around
  
  Reaching out for something to hold
  Looking for a love where the climate is cold
  Manic moves and drowsy dreams
  Or living in the middle between the two extremes
  Smoking guns hot to the touch
  Would cool down if we didn't use them so much
  We're soul alone
  And soul really matters to me
  Too much