Instrumente
Ensembles
Genres
Compozitori
Artiştilor

Text: Tesla. Walk Away.

[Originally by The James Gang]

Taking my time
Choosin' my line
Tryin' to decide what to do
Looks like my stop
Don't want to get off
Got myself hung up on you

Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away

Places I've known
Things that I'm growin'
Don't taste the same without you
I got myself in
The worst mess I've been in
And I find myself starvin' without you

Seems to me
Talk all night here comes the morning
Seems to me
You just forget what we said
And greet the day

Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away

I got to cool myself down
Stompin' around
Thinkin' some words I can't name ya
I'll meet you half way
I got nothin' to say
Still I don't s'pose I can blame ya

Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away
Walk away