It was an early morning phone call December That got my attention They called to tell me that you were gone You were the strength of all my hopes and
Rolling in and out of love You're spilling ink on the pure white dove You had a dream for how it'd be and it was not this Slowly turn and look behind,
Body found, no name, no story Just a few lines on page 5 Nobody speaks, nobody steps forward We're not the ones with the problem, we're still alive Got
About a thousand years ago, we started off as friends you know When you're back in town I'll meet you back home Help me see it like I did my old eyes,
When you were young You thought that maybe you could be the north star You didn't know better By age 14 they had your feet firmly planted on the ground
On a Sunday morning, far enough away, to understand Why they say things never last I hardly can remember, which way the road is going i'll count a hundred
Close my eyes you make me wait Hold my breath you choose my fate Everytime I start to care, I open up my eyes And you're not there.... Get me thinking
I know what they don't know and all the things you hide I see what you don't see behind your eyes There's more to the picture than you'll ever see yourself
It was two weeks ago yesterday, I watched you leave my place There's a shirt you left behind, on the front it says "shine" Well I don't feel like shining
I don't want to be the one to tell you You're bringing us down Negative energy you keep bringing me It's getting around You keep hashing out the same
Traduction: Zac Maloy. Early Morning appel téléphonique.
