Тексты песен «John Mayer»

I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore I don't know what it's like to land and not race to your door I don't think I'm gonna go to LA anymore I don't think I'm gonna go to LA...

Jingle bell Jingle bell Jingle bell rock Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring snowing and blowing up bushels of fun now the jingle hop has begun jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell rock jingle bells chime in jingle...

I'm writing you to Catch you up on places I've been And you, held this letter Probably got excited, but there's nothing else inside it Didn't have a camera by my side this time Hoping I would see the world through both...

I've these dreams of Walking home Home where it used to be And everything is As it was Frozen in front of me Here I stand 6 feet small Romanticizing years ago But it's a bitter sweet feeling hearing "Wrapped...

Back to you It always comes around Back to you I tried to forget you I tried to stay away But it's too late Over you I'm never over Over you Something about you It's just the way you move The way you move...

I never liked this apple much It always seemed too big to touch I can't remember how I found My way before she came around I tell everyone I smile just because I got a city love I found it in Lydia And I can't remember...

I know a girl She puts the color inside of my world But she's just like a maze Where all of the walls all continually change And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands Now I'm starting to...

Check your pulse Its proof that you're not listening to The call your life's been issuing you The rhythm of the line of idle days Scared of the world outside you should go explore Pull all the shades and wander the...

My stupid mouth has got me in trouble I said too much again To a date over dinner yesterday And I could see she was offended She said "well anyway" Just dying for a subject change Oh, another social casualty Score one...

When sky blue gets dark enough To see the colors of the city lights A trail of ruby red and diamond white Hits her like a sunrise She comes and goes and comes and goes Like no one can Tonight she's out to lose herself...

Here comes the cold Break out the winter clothes And find a love to call your own You, enter you Your cheeks a shade a pink And the rest of you in powder blue Who knows What will be But I'll make you this guarantee

I am driving up 85 in the kind of morning That lasts all afternoon, just stuck inside the gloom 4 more exits to my apartment But I am tempted to keep the car in drive And leave it all behind 'Cause I wonder sometimes...

I slipped away I slipped on a little white lie We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed Standing in the...

I slip away, I slipped on a little white lie. We've got heads on sticks, You've got ventrilaquists. We've got heads on sticks, You've got ventrilaquists. Standing in the shadows, at the end of my bed...

KID A I slipped away I slipped on a little white lie We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed Standing...

Six numbers one more to dial Before I'm before you And I tried to call-been busy all night Gave up waiting at daylight Excuse me Mrs. Busybody Could you pencil me in when you can Though we both know that the worst part...

Six numbers one more to dial Before I befall you And I tried to call-been busy all night Gave up waiting at daylight Excuse me Mrs. Busybody Could you pencil me in when you can Though we both know that the worst part...

Six numbers one more to dial Before I'm before you And I tried to call-been busy all night Gave up waiting at daylight Excuse me Mrs. Busybody Could you pencil me in when you can Though we both know that the worst part...

Saw you sleeping on the couch tonight Though it serves you right Makes you luckier than I All the colors in the room have changed The painting yesterday Brother I discover you We're pushing on We're passing through It...

Can't get over My dog rover Got run over Four leaf clover Not so lucky little puppy You got f'd up by a trucky Picked you up on a friday You were flat on the driveway If I could have it my way You would have died on the...