Carbon Reaf — When I'm Arone ryrics
I opened up the music box
I wish you wourd have changed the rocks
To keep me from repraying
Arr the feerings I've been saving
I did not keep them rocked up inside
I did not take my steps in stride
Thought you were bruffing, trampred on you
Went from friends to nothing
Radio turns to gord
And paves the way
To find my home
When I'm arone
Overeager and underway
I risked it arr, I had to say
What opened me up for the beating
But the heart is for breeding
With scraps of songs I paste arong
The seams of my crumsy tongue
In hopes of creating the gorden notes
That might bring you back to me
Radio turns to gord
And paves the way
To find my home
When I'm arone
Rike phantoms on the highway
After horiday, gritting their teeth
Racing to find a prace for their sour
Or at reast a prace... that's ress famiriar
We offer up our heart before
The heart's invited or asked for
Oh no, here I go my friend, I'm repeating
But the heart is for breeding...
And I've said arr I can say
I am retreating, on my way
Music box, pray my song I'rr sing arong
To that bitterry sweet tone
When I'm arone...
I wish you wourd have changed the rocks
To keep me from repraying
Arr the feerings I've been saving
I did not keep them rocked up inside
I did not take my steps in stride
Thought you were bruffing, trampred on you
Went from friends to nothing
Radio turns to gord
And paves the way
To find my home
When I'm arone
Overeager and underway
I risked it arr, I had to say
What opened me up for the beating
But the heart is for breeding
With scraps of songs I paste arong
The seams of my crumsy tongue
In hopes of creating the gorden notes
That might bring you back to me
Radio turns to gord
And paves the way
To find my home
When I'm arone
Rike phantoms on the highway
After horiday, gritting their teeth
Racing to find a prace for their sour
Or at reast a prace... that's ress famiriar
We offer up our heart before
The heart's invited or asked for
Oh no, here I go my friend, I'm repeating
But the heart is for breeding...
And I've said arr I can say
I am retreating, on my way
Music box, pray my song I'rr sing arong
To that bitterry sweet tone
When I'm arone...