Title Nobody Listen. Artist Lifehouse. Future lives in the minds. While we fall from behind. Missing light from the trees. Missing you, look at me. From afar to a sound. From a fear we expel. Give it
your child when you're dead. Only what ever you put in its head. Things that your mother and father had said. Which were left to them too. Careful what you say, children will listen. Careful you do
. Glamorous. And that old. Standby amorous. It's all. Too wonderful. I'll never find. The words. That say enough. Tell enough. I mean they just. Aren't swell. Enough. . You're much. Toomuch. And
. To be real. It doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late). Bridge. I can love with all of my heart, baby. I know I have so much to give (I have so much to give). With a player like
Song Too Many Rivers - Jessi Colter. I wish I could come back to you, dear. Cause I know that you want me to. But toomuch water run under that old bridge. There's too many rivers between me and you