Текст песни Rookie Of The Year - The Blue Roses
Close the door and leave me inside,
I'll miss the fireworks burning in those eyes,
Remember the songs that we used to sing,
Come August, I'll still be singing
Don't be the one, don't be the one;
To fall out of line
Watch the blue roses fall from your hands,
Remember summer when we all had second chances
Someday you'll see,
Come August, I'll still be singing
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To fall out of line
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To say good-bye
I gotta get out of here
It's been so long since I've ever had an option
(So cold)
I gotta get out of here
It's been so long since I've ever had an option
Someday these scribbled lines will be straight,
Conversations will never bare your name
Someday you'll see,
Come August, I'll bet you'll still be singing
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To fall out of line
Don't be the one, don't be the one,
To say good-bye
I gotta get out of here
It's been so long since I've ever had an option
I gotta get out of here
I gotta get out of here
It's what you wanted
I gotta get out of here
(So cold)
I gotta get out of here
Oooh
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