Newspapers read undone
On the cornor of the street
I ll go to memories of the place we left crying
In the day we never like try to make our way
I should have told you then
I ll be yours because you had pay it it s mine
I still can hide it it s been here for a while
And I can now believe you re here in front of me
But I can read you
Right now not then
I can still remember when
I m working my way back to you boy
I m really gonna try
Right now not then
I can now remember when
So I m working my way back to you boy
From saving your time
This time this time this time...
Now that I found you
Walking my day my shoes
I got bless on you
Tell me what I m gonna do
I can read you
Right now not then
I can still remember when
I m working my way back to you boy
I m really gonna try
Right now not then
I can now remember when
So I m working my way back to you