Sangtekst: Idina Menzel. Otras Canciones. Forevermore.
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These are just the three degrees of
Failing.
First it's in your voice and how it's
Trailing.
I can tell my grip on you is
Fading.
'Cause I can feel your disposition
Changing.
So say that this is still where I belong
Or tell me I'm wrong.
And I'll put my bags down
And close the door.
And we'll get back to our forevermore.
I can't look at you
It hurts too - Too much to...
Like a ghost you're here
But I can't touch you.
So just pretend you're blind and you can't see me.
And we will drift apart and sail on
Freely.
These are just the three degrees of
Failing.
First it's in your voice and how it's
Trailing.
I can tell my grip on you is
Fading.
'Cause I can feel your disposition
Changing.
So say that this is still where I belong
Or tell me I'm wrong.
And I'll put my bags down
And close the door.
And we'll get back to our forevermore.
I can't look at you
It hurts too - Too much to...
Like a ghost you're here
But I can't touch you.
So just pretend you're blind and you can't see me.
And we will drift apart and sail on
Freely.
Menzel, Idina
Menzel, Idina