The Boombox - Lost ya [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Lost Ya
I might as well not cry
For a minute back there, I thought we lost you
And the wind was high, the town was dry
And the temperature out there kept falling
So better don’t speak too soon
For a minute back there, I thought we lost you
I Might as well live it out this fairytale
If the love don’t count no more
I might as love and cry
For a minute back there, I thought we lost ya
And the wind was high, the town was dry
And the temperature out there kept falling
Don’t speak too soon
For a minute back there, I thought we lost you
Might as well live it out this fairytale
My love don’t count no more
Hardly matters, but I’m crying
For a minute back there, I thought I’d lost ya
And the wind was high, the town was dry
And the temperature out there kept falling
So better don’t sṗeak too soon
For a minute back there, I thought we lost you
Might as well live it out this fairytale
And the love don’t count no more