Quinn XCII - Panama lyrics

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Quinn XCII - Panama lyrics

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’re away from me tonight ‘Til that 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 longer” Way-oh, “I’m leaving this place and I’ll 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 waisting 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 of, 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 waisting 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 waisting time, you claim there’s plenty It’s all think about in my bed Hi Mike, this is Nana Just calling to wish you a happy birthday, have a good day You need to give me a .. back ’cause I know you’re busy I love you, bye