Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stones, artist - Wild Child. Album song Fools, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 30.07.2015
Record label: Dualtone
Song language: English
Stones |
| Thinking I’d like for you to take the time to call me back |
| Just knowing you’re out alone |
| Driving me crazy so much that I’m thinking that |
| I’d like to go out of my way to let you know that I’m not alone |
| Taking so many turns I’m not sure how I can get back home |
| Moving so slow sometimes can’t tell if I’m even walking at all |
| Standing beside the wall feeling like it would be best |
| If I fall back into your arms where I can breathe because I know I’m safe |
| Have to be alright with knowing things will never be the same |
| I can feel my skin crawling, the size of the stones |
| Feel the weight of the winter, I’ll be out on my own |
| Wondering where I’ll be going if I’ll ever come home to you |
| Filling the space you left with people that I dont care about |
| Wishing that I could take the lies we made and burn them to the ground |
| Rung around so blind I swear that I have never seen before |
| Been around the ground with pieces of me that you left on the floor |
| Shaking so hard you wouldn’t think that I could stand out straight |
| I hear your voice just checking in to see if I’m okay |
| Hold her in your arms and think of what I used to mean to you |
| Say it hasn’t changed but can’t tell me what I’m supposed to do |
| I can feel my skin crawling, the size of the stones |
| Feel the weight of the winter, I’ll be out on my own |
| Wondering where I’ll be going if I’ll ever come home to you |
| Walking through these streets blindly, searching for signs |
| That the road laid behind me, wasting my life |
| Turning page by page lightly, adjusting my eyes just to see |
| Can you swim while I’m sinking, let me alone |
| All the while now you’re thinking should’ve never come home |
| With your face to the sink and your back to what you left of me |
| I can feel my skin crawling, the size of the stones |
| Feel the weight of the winter, I’ll be out on my own |
| Wondering where I’ll be going if I’ll ever come home to you |
| I can feel my skin crawling, the size of the stones |
| Feel the weight of the winter, I’ll be out on my own |
| Wondering where I’ll be going if I’ll ever come home to you |