Dalszövegek
Dear Dad Yours Truly Rocket

I?m getting closer, but still far away So far I?m longing to feel it again So far so broken from missing your hand Guiding me softly, and I?ll not pretend

I'm outta place and outer space is where I need to get ya'll So when you come down, just remember I'm leaving with ya'll Sincerely yours truly, Eyedea