transliteration: dala dala ya rashal la yismeh-uk ali dala dala ya rashal la yismeh-uk ali weh yetale-uk al chaebus weh yesamsemu chali weh yetale-uk
Az utolso vagy Az ablak alatt all Tulelte az ejszakat Az utolso vagy Egy cigarettara gyujt Es egy pocsolyaban megnezi magat Az agybol Idegen szerelmek
Az utols vgy Az ablak alatt ll Tllte az jszakt Az utols vgy Egy cigarettra gyjt s egy pocsolyban megnzi magt Az gybl Idegen szerelmek illata szll az gybl
Nem ilyen vilagot kepzeltel De a csabitas hivott, hat engedtel Most koponyad csondjeben neman ulsz es utazol valahol Maganyod szeliden atkarol Jatszd
gayuma Kaya nawawala Laging umaasa Ano bang meron siya Paulit-ulit lang naman Pinapaikot ka Walang kadala-dala Napapatulala Walang kadala-dala Naghihintay
Just another drive through summer, Just another drive through summer, Just another drive through summer. Window pane-ing, no explaining Drive-by staring
And I will watch you disappear From my fortress over here And I will never understand Every heart's a foreign land And I'm so afraid to, so afraid to
(Sheila Carabine/ Amanda Walther/ Mike Roth) I'm no genius, I just live in a messy room I try to hide it so I can't find anything You can't break my
(Sheila Carabine/ Amanda Walther) Well I think I look like Marilyn Monroe Standing by the subway, feel the wind blow I dream for a living, it's got me
(Sheila Carabine/ Amanda Walther/ Mike Roth) Don't make me smile, I know that you're leaving Life isn't here, underneath the Christmas lights And I'
(Sheila Carabine/ Amanda Walther/ Dan Roth) Broken lines, yellow signs, I can feel your soft shoulder All the trees, follow me In single file The last
(Sheila Carabine/ Amanda Walther) Prom queen crime scene, the perfect photo One more has-been to make the dream Rumour has it that he's been crying
My eyes are getting weary, of crowds and busy streets I close them in the morning, pretend I'm still asleep My hair is growing slowly, the sun keeps moving
(Sheila Carabine/ Amanda Walther) Al Pacino eyes are looking at me I stand in the kitchen, making decisions That nobody sees You say you believe, well
Where have all the boys gone, we can't find them at all, we can't find them at all All the arcades and sports bars and hockey rinks empty, theres nobody
(Amanda Walther) The sweetest ones hurt the most With every gently soothing stroke But now you've left me with this boy To watch me fall again Hey,
(Sheila Carabine) Well you know that I compare you to someone I want more And I can't make you promises I've broken once before So take my presence lightly
