Texty písní Kathleen Edwards

Kathleen Edwards

A Soft Place To Land

Callin' it quits

You think this is easy

I swear I heard you callin' the jury

Call it a catch

Without any strings attached

Well I'm lookin' for a soft place to land

The forest floor

The palms of your hands

I'm lookin' for a soft place to land

I call it an ace

You've gotta believe me

But you're callin' me names not to my face

But you're calling my spade a bluff

Callin' it love

Call me in the night

I don't mind, I don't care, I can't sleep,

Call me in the day, in my car, on my way

Call me by name, all I want is to hear you say

Well I'm lookin' for a soft place to land

The forest floor

The palms of your hands

I'm lookin' for a soft place to land

The forest floor

The palms of your hands, palms of your hands