Kent "Whistle Song" |
There is something in her eyes that�s making me scared It�s clinging to my shirt now like static in her hair And something here is wrong I heard it when she spoke Her dust flows through my veins now and I�m yesterday�s joke chorus: And it seems impossible to meet her simple needs She breathes invincible and it�s giving me the creeps She�s still the wild one here, the incendiary soul She is in flame and I am cold god I�m getting old She is talking through a yawn and the radio is on I listen through the thin walls and someone�s whistling along There is something in the air Squeezing out sparks The striplight flickers and then dies and leaves us in the dark chorus And I�d make you a believer But you�re not a receiver And you�re now a believer And you�re not a receiver And I�ll make you a believer But you�re not a receiver And I�ll make you a believer But you�re not a receiver And I�ll make you a believer But you�re not a receiver Yeah I�ll make you a believer Because you�re not a receiver Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |