That's enough - Prayoga

Step other guy and get away from here But I'll find some other place to be ouh yeah, ouh no Step other every movie can be wrong, But your heart is made of stone, I know, I know, I know, I know No color view from second floor I can't hold it anymore, in here (yeah) Can't hold it anymore! Someday I will escape from here I hope that stars will like my way Someday I'll find some other life, Beyond my mind so far away Someday I will escape from here I hope that stars will like my way I know for sure that you'll be here To make me feel that I'm alive Alive! x 2 Step other guy and get away from here But I'll find some other place to be Step other every movie can be wrong, Your heart is made of stone, I know, I know, I know No color view from second floor Can't hold it anymore, in here I can't hold it anymore! Someday I will escape from here I hope that stars will like my way Someday I'll find some other life, Beyond my mind so far away Someday I will escape from here I hope that stars will like my way I know for sure that you'll be here To make me feel that I'm alive I'm broken, I'm broken, I'm broken once again x 3 Someday I will escape from here I hope that stars will like my way Someday I'll find some other life, Beyond my mind so far away Someday I will escape from here I hope that stars will like my way I know for sure that you'll be here To make me feel that I'm alive

Everytime that you make me smile it's the same old way it used to be And that's enough for me Everytime that sleep don't come it's the same old pain that used to be And that's enough for me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm, ah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm, ah, oh Everytime that sleep don't come it's the same old pain it used to be And that's enough for me And that's enough for me And that's enough for me

My dream girl, those eyes, that nose My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts Haunt my bedroom at night and say "Let's get you home" They say "Grow up, be a man, 'cause until then You're nothing but a short-haired girl" But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand See my reason and "Goodbye cruel world" And oh my God, what's wrong with me? And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now's escaping me That's right, Margaret Dream girl, come, and sweep me off my knees I'd rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold To incubate the shadows you can't stitch back to your soles And you seemed fine just a few days ago But CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home Well now you swear in your prayers telling time "Promise I'll never have fun again If you'd stop flying," but then you start crying "Never mind, you win" And far too late came far too soon And the love you never made became the things you'd never do Oh, sweet Mary Dream girl, come, but keep your hands off me Go on back to bed my love, I mean, That's where dreams are supposed to be So come on, William, grow up, be a man 'Cause until then they're gonna treat you Like you're just a little girl But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands and you'll see that It's me who cries mercy while your fingers curl And, oh, are you at all like me? Do you know what I mean? Or am I too close to see? Someone, anyone? Of the two things we do on our knees Watch me fold my hands just to crack my knuckles Well, here is the church, here is the steeple Open the doors, see all the people Alright, that's enough, let's get you home