Contact was questioned from the boulevard.
Head colds in frozen weeks of summer holds.
I'm fine, I'm fine wait waiting on the line.
We sent ourselves in on the gray card scale...
Hold my hand,
Where storms are sand.
And sand is said,
To be sad.
Longwinded Cambridge medicative care.
Head first the motor runs, the motor must run!
They confiscated every accident,
And turned ourselves in on our selfish turns
With visitations from the underwhelmed,
Five years she fears to hold my broken head.
Why were you gone? Why were you gone so long?
She is the reason that I still believe...
Hold my hand,
Where storms are sand.
And sand is said,
To be sad.
Cover your eyes in the pouring rain
Cover your eyes, everyone is all the same
Cover your eyes in the pouring rain
Cover your eyes, everyone is all the same
Far away.
Far away.
Far away.
Cambridge Video (MV)
Performed By: Motion City Soundtrack
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: JESSE MACK JOHNSON, JOSHUA ALLEN CAIN, JUSTIN COURTNEY PIERRE, MATTHEW SCOTT TAYLOR, TONY RICHARD THAXTON
Motion City Soundtrack - Cambridge Lyrics
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English
Contact was questioned from the boulevard.
Head colds in frozen weeks of summer holds.
I'm fine, I'm fine wait waiting on the line.
We sent ourselves in on the gray card scale...
Hold my hand,
Where storms are sand.
And sand is said,
To be sad.
Longwinded Cambridge medicative care.
Head first the motor runs, the motor must run!
They confiscated every accident,
And turned ourselves in on our selfish turns
With visitations from the underwhelmed,
Five years she fears to hold my broken head.
Why were you gone? Why were you gone so long?
She is the reason that I still believe...
Hold my hand,
Where storms are sand.
And sand is said,
To be sad.
Cover your eyes in the pouring rain
Cover your eyes, everyone is all the same
Cover your eyes in the pouring rain
Cover your eyes, everyone is all the same
Far away.
Far away.
Far away.
Head colds in frozen weeks of summer holds.
I'm fine, I'm fine wait waiting on the line.
We sent ourselves in on the gray card scale...
Hold my hand,
Where storms are sand.
And sand is said,
To be sad.
Longwinded Cambridge medicative care.
Head first the motor runs, the motor must run!
They confiscated every accident,
And turned ourselves in on our selfish turns
With visitations from the underwhelmed,
Five years she fears to hold my broken head.
Why were you gone? Why were you gone so long?
She is the reason that I still believe...
Hold my hand,
Where storms are sand.
And sand is said,
To be sad.
Cover your eyes in the pouring rain
Cover your eyes, everyone is all the same
Cover your eyes in the pouring rain
Cover your eyes, everyone is all the same
Far away.
Far away.
Far away.
Writer: JESSE MACK JOHNSON, JOSHUA ALLEN CAIN, JUSTIN COURTNEY PIERRE, MATTHEW SCOTT TAYLOR, TONY RICHARD THAXTON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.