Bài hát Panama Báo Lỗi

Hold on to me

Hold on to me

Panama now seems so sad

Have we outgrown

Our childhood memories

Paranoid that we may have

Send postcards with

Our names signed gently

Writing down what's in my head

We're wasting time

You claim there's plenty

It's all think about in my bed

22 years in a row

I never missed you around my lowest

'Cause you were always there

Yeah you were always there

It's breaking my body down slow

I never told you to up and go

But I still know you're there

Yeah I still know you're there

You'll wait for me tonight

'Til our moment arrives

I'll stay writing words

In the memory of you

You tell me way

Don't mind me saying

But I can't stay longe

Way-oh I'm leaving this place

And I'll be good

Hold on to me

Hold on to me

Panama now seems so sad

Have we outgrown

Our childhood memories

Paranoid that we may have

Send postcards with

Our names signed gently

Writing down what's in my head

We're wasting time

You claim there's plenty

It's all think about in my bed

It's all think about in my head

25 years feeling old

I was younger when you came home

Now I'm so aware

Oh how much you cared

I'm taking my time on the road

So these memories I'll always hold

Yeah I'm so aware

Of oh how much you cared

'Cause you were me and I was you

Tears rushing once our time was through

It's not often I see your coffin

Just know I'm lost in

The pain from you

You tell me way-oh

Don't mind me saying

But I can't stay longer

Way-oh I'm leaving

This place and I'll be good

Hold on to me

Hold on to me

Panama now seems so sad

Have we outgrown

Our childhood memories

Paranoid that we may have

Send postcards with

Our names signed gently

Writing down what's in my head

We're wasting time

You claim there's plenty

It's all think about in my bed

Feelings change and feelings go

I know this I know

Though we're distant on this road

I know this I know

There's a feeling in the waves

Your eyes on me

Then suddenly it all feels okay

Hold on to me

Hold on to me

Panama now seems so sad

Have we outgrown

Our childhood memories

Paranoid that we may have

Send postcards with

Our names signed gently

Writing down what's in my head

We're wasting time

You claim there's plenty

It's all think about in my bed