Text písně Chris Isaak: Don't Get So Down On Yourself

Don't Get So Down On Yourself


I got the picture, that you finally sent
I read your letter, and I know what you meant
That's you and me, in Salt Lake City
You sure look pretty

Wish we could go back again

And are you on my mind, every day, all the time?
And though you're far away, don't you know, I feel the same

Oh well anyway, I just called to say,
Everything's gonna be okay
Your friends aren't that far away
Anyway
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Think of me with you

Oh well anyway, I just called to say,
Everything's gonna be okay
Your friends aren't so far away
Tomorrow's another day

Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself

Think of me with you

Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself

Think of me with you
Cause I do I think of you







Captcha