Put your arms around me, sometimes it feels so cold. 'cause it telling me things I already know. every street preacher wants to waste my time. as if I needed lessons in how to live my life.
This is something to thank your fortune for. Although I got nothing & you got something. See I'm not fit to be an open door. Or the mat you wipe your feet upon.
Some people say it's not the best. When it's the best that you can do. Some people say it's not a test. So what you trying to put me through. . Don't let the cold come through my window.
One day to wonder what's bothering me. You said it, I'm just the half of this, that just won't see. Believe it if I am wishing, I am hoping as well. Sometimes I, I tell you clearly but it's hard to tell.
And they can't take that away. When you walked right up to me. And I felt just like a storm cloud rising. And the sweetest melody. And the preacher he is wise.
I have a picture. It's taken with looks. It won't tell me a story. But I'm glad I forgot everything that you say. . I change the colors. And reword the lines.
I saw from the Cathedral. You were watching me. Yes I saw from the Cathedral. What I should be. . So take my time. And take my lies. 'Cos all the others.
They say you can't go back again. Looking out as strangers trying to find a friend. And hoping it will end this wondering. No you can't go back. And pray that people change.
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone. Without a dream in my heart. Without a love of my own. Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for. You heard me saying a prayer for.
You can't call hell. A quiet town. But you walked so shell-shocked. Have you found a way to stand? Your head is high. You have, oh, such curious hands.
Now this isn't the party I would hold. Now I'm trying to make it on my own. I have opened my house. But it's not like a home without you. . And I really don't want to feel.
My babe lets the moonshine. My babe likes to sail. When you need a reason. Baby's reason. . My babe wants a show stopper. To come on board and dance. When there's reason, any reason.
Night is falling. I think of you. I'm walking home. I think of you. And as he calls me, yes I do. I think of you. How you doing?. I think of you. And I smile, I can't hide.
Originally by lucio battisti. . Night is falling. I think of you. I'm walking home. I think of you. And as he calls me, yes I do. I think of you. How you doing?.
It was a lonely summer. Where I have been your shelter. Following your footsteps. Will you be my first regret?. . Sorry, if I'm foolish. Making myself secrets.