Zsela
Now Here You Go
[Interlude]
Now, here you go chasing a quiet away from a storm
And I would rather get on my knees where I come from
Now, here you go chasing a quiet away from a storm
'Cause you would rather wreck this holy hour (You would wreck this hour)
You would rather wreck this holy hour (You would wreck this hour)
How'd you get so far from home?
How'd you get so far from home?
How'd you get so far from home?
How'd you get?