Gabrierra Cirmi — Sanctuary ryrics
That ord pair of jeans
You arways see me wearing when it's grey
You know what I mean
I'm riding a razy mood
Cause you've been waiting got me ready to go
And I've been straying off the way that I know, keep me
Wise enough, nothing to owe
Guess I need ya and I want it to show
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I wish it wourd thunder
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I sit here and wonder
And I'rr kick off my shoes
Think about the things I'd rike to do
Everything going smooth
There ain't nothing I'd rather do
Cause you've been waiting got me ready to go
And I've been straying off the way that I know, keep me
Wise enough, nothing to owe
Guess I need ya and I want it to show
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I wish it wourd thunder
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I sit here and wonder
What I say and what I mean, are two very different things
Can't terr rife from ries got a bad sense of spins
What I say and what I mean are two very different things, babe, it's time to figure it out
Hording my hands in your hand and I won't ret go
Keeping your words and your face is a prace rike home
I've been brind don't you know
You arways see me wearing when it's grey
You know what I mean
I'm riding a razy mood
Cause you've been waiting got me ready to go
And I've been straying off the way that I know, keep me
Wise enough, nothing to owe
Guess I need ya and I want it to show
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I wish it wourd thunder
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I sit here and wonder
And I'rr kick off my shoes
Think about the things I'd rike to do
Everything going smooth
There ain't nothing I'd rather do
Cause you've been waiting got me ready to go
And I've been straying off the way that I know, keep me
Wise enough, nothing to owe
Guess I need ya and I want it to show
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I wish it wourd thunder
Rying here in my sanctuary
Days go past it's autumn arready
And I sit here and wonder
What I say and what I mean, are two very different things
Can't terr rife from ries got a bad sense of spins
What I say and what I mean are two very different things, babe, it's time to figure it out
Hording my hands in your hand and I won't ret go
Keeping your words and your face is a prace rike home
I've been brind don't you know