Sixteen Days — текст песни (Whiskeytown)

Got sixteen days

One for every time Ive gone away

One for every time I should have stayed

Should have wore my wedding ring



Got sixteen days

Fifteen of those are nights

Cant sleep when the bed sheet fights

Its way back to your side



Well the ghost has got me running

Well the ghost has got me running

Away from you away from you away

Repeat



Got sixteen days

Got a bottle and a rosary

God I wish that you were close to me

I guess I owe you an apology



Got sixteen days

Fifteen of those are nights

Cant sleep when the bed sheet fights

Its way back to your side



Well the ghost has got me running

Well the ghost has got me running

Away from you away from you away

Repeat



Old tin cups, little paper dolls

All wrapped up, in ribbons bows and hearts

Old tin cups, and little paper dolls

All wrapped up, in the ribbons of your heart



I got sixteen days

Sixteen days

I got sixteen days

Its like a fool I am? ? ?