Слова:
Bareilles Sara

No words My tears won't make any room for 'em, oh And it don't hurt Like anything I've ever felt before This is no broken heart No familiar scars This

Car is parked, bags are packed But what kind of heart doesn't look back At the comfortable glow from the porch The one I will still call yours? All those

Tell me off in a letter Completely ignore me Gettin' high off of saying Why you don't adore me? Baby, please I'm well versed In how I might be cursed

I never meant to be the one to let you down If anything, I thought I saw myself going first I didn't know how to stick around How to see anybody but me

Word came through in a letter One of us changing our minds You won't need to guess who since I usually do Not send letters to me that are mine I told

I wish I were pretty I wish I were brave If I owned this city Then I'd make it behave And if I were fearless Then I'd speak my truth And the world would

There's too many things I haven't done yet There's too many sunsets I haven't seen You can't waste the day wishing it'd slow down You would have thought

We met on a rainy evening in the summertime Don't think I need to tell you more I needed a raise, I worked so hard for this love of mine Still I got nothing

California in the evening rush past the water Get me over the great state line The sky's electric, boy it's screaming Trying to find the morning, hell