My feet on the ground
A pale windless city
A numbness for sound
I'll wait, back here
Or will you notice
A moment in time
A photograph lost here
Since you were mine
I'll wait back here
Or should I start pushing my way back
Yeah...
Should I start pushing my way back
I walk past your room
A deep silhouette
You're tired of racing
I don't understand
I'll wait, back here
Cold and beneath me
A soaked cigarette
I'm asleep on a shoulder that I've never met
I'll wait back here
Or should I, start pushing my way back
Yeah...
Should I start pushing my way
Home
And I'm with all these women
And I'm on the edge of my breath
Ohh...
And I'm thinking of leaving
I could just lay down
Lay down and freeze to death.
Yeah.....Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Ohhh....
Cold in the Sun
My feet on the ground
A pale windless city
A numbness for sound
Cold in the Sun My feet on the ground A pale windless city A numbness for sound I'll wait, back here Or will you notice A moment in time A photograph lost here Since you were mine I'll wait back here Or should I start pushing my way back Yeah... Should I start pushing my way back I walk past your room A deep silhouette You're tired of racing I don't understand I'll wait, back here Cold and beneath me A soaked cigarette I'm asleep on a shoulder that I've never met I'll wait back here Or should I, start pushing my way back Yeah... Should I start pushing my way Home And I'm with all these women And I'm on the edge of my breath Ohh... And I'm thinking of leaving I could just lay down Lay down and freeze to death. Yeah.....Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Ohhh.... Cold in the Sun My feet on the ground A pale windless city A numbness for sound Explain Request ×
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