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Cowboy


Troye Sivan


Patinka? Spausk ir pridėk prie mėgstamų! Man patinka!

Stilius: Pop muzika
Data: 2026 m.








I wanna know you
All from the inside out I wanna tell you
All that I’ve been dreaming about

In the back of my mind you would find all the words I would say I’ve been calling them out
But there’s no way to shout
So guess it doesn’t matter anyway

Here comes the cowboy! Oh, here comes the saint (Oh, here comes the saint)
If he’s calling me up then there’s no chance I’m getting away

I wanna feel your Shackles against my wrist
I wanna taste the blood on your busted lip

Just a sip, while my knees getting blue on the floor Man, you’re sweet like a tea
Bet no one would believe
What happens when you lock the door

Here comes the cowboy Oh, here comes the saint (Oh, here comes the saint)
If he’s calling me up then there’s no chance I’m getting away

Here comes the sunlight (Here comes the sunlight)
Oh, and there goes the moon
(There goes the moon, goes the moon)

And the night and our time is a cavalry gone too soon Gone too soon

Here comes the cowboy Here comes the saint
If he’s calling me up then there’s no chance I’m getting

Here comes the sunlight (Here comes the sunlight)
Oh, and there goes the moon
(There goes the moon, goes the moon)
And the night and our time is a cavalry gone too soon Gone too soon
Gone too soon




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I wanna know you
All from the inside out I wanna tell you
All that I’ve been dreaming about

In the back of my mind you would find all the words I would say I’ve been calling them out
But there’s no way to shout
So guess it doesn’t matter anyway

Here comes the cowboy! Oh, here comes the saint (Oh, here comes the saint)
If he’s calling me up then there’s no chance I’m getting away

I wanna feel your Shackles against my wrist
I wanna taste the blood on your busted lip

Just a sip, while my knees getting blue on the floor Man, you’re sweet like a tea
Bet no one would believe
What happens when you lock the door

Here comes the cowboy Oh, here comes the saint (Oh, here comes the saint)
If he’s calling me up then there’s no chance I’m getting away

Here comes the sunlight (Here comes the sunlight)
Oh, and there goes the moon
(There goes the moon, goes the moon)

And the night and our time is a cavalry gone too soon Gone too soon

Here comes the cowboy Here comes the saint
If he’s calling me up then there’s no chance I’m getting

Here comes the sunlight (Here comes the sunlight)
Oh, and there goes the moon
(There goes the moon, goes the moon)
And the night and our time is a cavalry gone too soon Gone too soon
Gone too soon

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