Tekstovi: Simple Plan. Any Given Sunday.

In any fight it's the guy who's willin' to die
Who's gonna win that itch
And I know if I'm gonna have any life anymore
It's because I'm still willing to fight and die for that itch

Taking my time
I'm trying to leave the memories of you behind
I'm gonna be fine
As soon as I get your picture out of my mind

I wanna feel the way you make me feel when I'm with you
I wanna be the only hand you need to hold onto
But every time I call you don't have time
I guess, I'll never get to call you mine

You're nothing at all
I know there's a million reasons why I shouldn't call
There's nothing to say
That could easily make this conversation last all day

I wanna feel the way you make me feel when I'm with you
I wanna be the only hand you need to hold onto
But every time I call you don't have time
I guess, I'll never get to call you mine