Texty písní Catherine Wheel

Catherine Wheel

Crawling Over Me

Lying on the floor

Where the colour doesn't show

Through the open door

Is a place where I won't go

Time will tie my hands

The willingness to try

Maybe it's inside

I know where it runs to

It takes up all my time

I know where I want to run

It crashes through my mind

It's enough to make you

crawl on your knees and

Crawl on your knees and

Crawl on your knees and

Crawl over me,

Under me, over me

A piece of you that's mine

A piece of you that's mine

A piece of you that's mine

A piece of you that's mine