Musica de Adam Ayan del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Adam Ayan tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1]
Gate 22, two hour delay
She was waiting on a plane to L.A.
I didn't see the harm in sittin' down
At the wrong gate
She said "Hello, where you headed to?"
I didn't lie, but I bent the truth
Said "I'd go anywhere with you"
And before long
[Chorus]
It was midnight in the middle of JFK
Tryna take her mind off the fallin' rain
I was saying anythin' to make her laugh
Never wanted anything so bad
She got me wishing that she could stay
Doesn't even know that I missed my plane
Now there ain't a single thing I wouldn't trade
For a ticket to L.A., yeah, yeah
A ticket to L.A., yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
She opened up after a drink
Said she's starting law school in the spring
And by the time that she had three
I knew almost everything
Lightnin' flashed across the sky
I said it probably wasn't safe to fly
Secretly, I hoped that she'd be stuck with me all night
[Chorus]
It was midnight in the middle of JFK
Tryna take her mind off the fallin' rain
I was sayin' anything to make her laugh
Never wanted anything so bad
She got me wishin' that she could stay
Doesn't even know that I missed my plane
Now there ain't a single thing I wouldn't trade
For a ticket to L.A.
[Bridge]
Now gate 22 is calling out her name
She wrote her number on my hand and walked away
[Chorus]
Alone here in the middle of JFK
Sitting at a bar at an empty gate
I'd do anythin' to bring her back
Never wanted anything so bad
She got me wishin' that she could stay
Doesn't even know that I missed my plane
Now there ain't a single thing I wouldn't trade
For a ticket to L.A., yeah, yeah
A ticket to L.A., yeah, yeah
A ticket to L.A.
A ticket to L.A.
A ticket to L.A.
Woo-hoo-hoo, woo-hoo-hoo
Woo-hoo-hoo
A ticket to L.A., yeah, yeah