Feels like, Watching, A Movie. The film rolls, yes, between each scene Like emotions, they flicker and its not irony but it Suits me.
It's like One day you'll walk up the stairs But you've left the window open So we could see Over the world
You keep your Eyes fixed on me And don't you Stray away from me You keep your eyes fixed On me And dont you stray away From me
And dont you Stray away from Me.
Because I'm lost without you here
And with you This Balcony, With wings spread We took the living from, the dead
It's like Here We can't hurt anymore Because we left all the bullets And voices are breaking down those
And keep your Eyes fixed on me And don't you You stray away from me And keep your Eyes fixed on me And don't you You stray away from me
And don't you stray away from me oh oh oh
Did I say too much? Did I sing it wrong? Did I go too far? Why did I lose touch?
Did I say too much? Did I sing it wrong? Did I go too far? Why did I lose my touch?
I've lost my Lost my (x6) Touch
Who would've thought that (touch) We could have everything? (touch) Except the ribbon and the bow (touch) But I know that I'll get, Back (touch) To you again (touch)
'Cause you're reaching out You're waiting You're waiting
When i cover you You're waiting You're waiting
Compositor: Luke Thomas Pickett (Luke Pickett) ECAD: Obra #7590442