Testo Frank - John Moods

Frank

You know I do wonder what I cannot say
I got a soul, wandering blues
Even if I try, still I’m gonna die
I have to say nothing at all
I don’t want to be a log
Sitting 'round all day
I don’t say much when I talk
I’d rather let it lay
I know my shoes got nothing to prove
They let the rocks kick 'em while they’re down
And now I’m bruised, got nothing to lose
I let the world spin me around
I see the time slipping out of mine
I’d like to hold everything and everyone
I don’t say much like a dog
I don’t call you up
It’s the best love when it’s wild
It don’t need no luck