Текст, перевод и аккорды “July”
- It's yet to be determined But the air is thick, and my hope is feeling warm I'm missing home, and I'm glad your not apart of this Theres parts of me that will be missed And the phone is always dead to me So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping and it feels like It's colder then it ought to be in March And I still have a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home into your arms again And the people here are asking after you It doesn't make it easier It doesn't make it easier to be away I'd like to have a plane And see you in the morning When the day is fresh I'm coming home again I'm coming home again I'm coming home again When the day is fresh I'm coming home again It's warmer where your waiting it feels more like July There's pillows in their cases And one of those is mine You wrote the words I Love You And sprayed it with perfume It's better then the fire is to heat this lonely room It's warmer where your waiting It feels more like July It feels more like July It's yet to be determined But the air is thick, and my hope is feeling warm I'm missing home, and I'm glad your not apart of this There's parts of me that will be missed And the phone is always dead to me So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping And it feels like It's colder then it ought to be in March And I still have a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home into your arms again And the people here are asking after you It doesn't make it easier It doesn't make it easier to be away I'd like to have a plane And see you in the morning And the day is fresh, I'm coming home again I'm coming home again I'm coming home again When the day is fresh I'm coming home again
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