Besedila: Finger Eleven. Finger Eleven. One Thing.

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Restless tonight
Cause I wasted the light
Between both these times
I drew a really thin line
It?s nothing I planned
And not that I can
But you should be mine
Across that line

If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn?t that be something

I promise I might
Not walk on by
Maybe next time
But not this time

Even though I know
I don?t want to know
Yeah I guess I know
I just hate how it sounds