Letra de Poetry by Dead Men
By the time you hear this I'll be in the rearview mirror I'll even wear that green dress you like So when I disappear You can turn around One last look at the girl you lost And the time you took to make up your mind Between two roads Go and take some more time But me and mine must goI try to wait it out No more, can't find the man I was waiting forI wanted to be your girl In a white t-shirt Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon While you read me poetry by dead men I wanted to be your girl With your hands on my skin Stirring in the cinnamon While you read me poetry by dead men (While you read me poetry by dead men) While you read me poetry by dead menBy the time you hear this Who knows where I might be? Singing 'bout another near miss Love that ended incomplete I was ready but you weren't So jump with your net from this bridge you burned I wanted to tell you things All the secrets I've been keeping I saw it in front of me But then you just keep disappearingA Good dream almost Now I tell your ghostI wanted to be your girl In a white t-shirt Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon While you read me poetry by dead men I wanted to be your girl With your hands on my skin Stirring in the cinnamon While you read me poetry by dead men (While you read me poetry by dead men) While you read me poetry by dead menLine after line The words just left to remind The two of us saw what we could've been Poetry by dead men Fire from embers How can I make you remember? With a turn of a phrase Would you turn to me if I say I still want to be your girl?I still want to be your girl In a white t-shirt Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon While you read me poetry by dead men I wanted to be your girl With your hands on my skin Stirring in the cinnamon While you read me poetry by dead men (While you read me poetry by dead men) While you read me poetry by dead men