Abacus Lyrics & Chords By Franc O'shea

The grass is screaming long Midnight cars roll past I've been chasing your room While the summer lasts So count it on your fingers if we got it wrong It's because the days...read more

I see my friends growing old they retract themselves into their own world And lay in bed drinking to the old days But I think they do not see it's not beneficiary To sit alone...read more