Way down the track made the wrong turn Finished up where I started You noticed a change come over me Fell in love with my own reflection yeah How does it feel beneath your own wheel Feels like an accident waking up Under a bus with my fingers crossed Now is the time we could make it up So you lost the fear it wasnt that bad Left to your own devices yeah Still a young girl eyes on the clock Tick like a motor running out Magnets and words up on the fridge Speak to the poet in all of us I missed the page that you thought about Drew in the frost on the windowpane But who I wonder could fail to notice The aching silence came down Im humble know I hope you might come back In your own time Left to your own devices And so thats how it goes Never the first Always the last to know
Compositores: Neil Mullane Finn (APRA), Wendy Melvoin (Wendy) (ASCAP)Editores: BMG Rights Management (PRS), Roundhead Music (BMI)Administração: BMG Rights Management Pty Ltd (APRA), Lasora LtdECAD verificado obra #18940758 em 07/Abr/2024