Long Talk Songtext
von Chokecherry

I sit on your bed
And I watch you undress for that long talk
With your tears on the floor
And my boots by the door for that long walk

All those nights I spent talking with you
About all of the things that we′ll lose
Lacey, you know most of it was true


I ride by on my bike
In the middle of the night, the house is all lit up
But the garden has gone
All withered and brown, same as our love

All those nights I spent talking with you
About all of the things that we'll lose
Lacey, you know most of it was true

I sit on your bed
And I watch you undress for that long talk
With your tears on the floor
And my boots by the door for that long walk

Whoah whoah


All those nights I spent talking with you
About all of the things that we′ll lose
Lacey, you know most of it was true