Caroline Songtext
von The Whiles
Caroline Songtext
Caroline, all through the summer
I learned to trace the shape of your body
And now I feel so paralyzed
Caroline, last night I drank too much
And claimed your eyes are like the Christmas star
And I′m like a wandering king
It's so easy to stare at the ceiling fan all day
It′s so easy to stare at the ceiling fan
I'm not ready, I'm not ready to go
I′m not ready, I′m not ready to go
Oh no, 'cause I
I feel so betrayed by you
I feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
We chased off to a crowd in churches
And prayed upon the graves of the martyrs
While you slow danced with the Holy Ghost
It′s so easy to stare at the ceiling fan all day
It's so easy to stare at the ceiling fan
I′m not ready, I'm not ready to go
I′m not ready, I'm not ready to go
Oh no, 'cause I
I feel so betrayed by you
I feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
I′m not ready, I′m not ready to go
I'm not ready, I′m not ready to go
I'm not ready, I′m not ready to go
I'm not ready, I′m not ready to go
It's so easy to stare at the ceiling fan all day
I learned to trace the shape of your body
And now I feel so paralyzed
Caroline, last night I drank too much
And claimed your eyes are like the Christmas star
And I′m like a wandering king
It's so easy to stare at the ceiling fan all day
It′s so easy to stare at the ceiling fan
I'm not ready, I'm not ready to go
I′m not ready, I′m not ready to go
Oh no, 'cause I
I feel so betrayed by you
I feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
We chased off to a crowd in churches
And prayed upon the graves of the martyrs
While you slow danced with the Holy Ghost
It′s so easy to stare at the ceiling fan all day
It's so easy to stare at the ceiling fan
I′m not ready, I'm not ready to go
I′m not ready, I'm not ready to go
Oh no, 'cause I
I feel so betrayed by you
I feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
Feel so betrayed by you
I′m not ready, I′m not ready to go
I'm not ready, I′m not ready to go
I'm not ready, I′m not ready to go
I'm not ready, I′m not ready to go
It's so easy to stare at the ceiling fan all day
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