Put your finger on my lips We could be a grown up fairy tale Swimming in a library We're not going anywhere
She said I love it Oh I love it when we touch When we touch on something we can't find it any something
something on my own In this ocean of words these something on my own
Cover up the blankets Cover up the blankets from the years that our parents gave us to keep out the cold and the unknown something regrew into a forest of desire cut down some friends that I knew who were gonna start a forest fire
something on my own In this ocean of words something on my own.
Can't stop the spill. Can't stop the spill. Can't stop the spill.
She said I love it I love it when we touch When we touch on something We can't find it any something
Compositores: Carey Suthon Willets (Carey Willetts) (PRS), Joel Laslett Pott (Joel Pott) (PRS), Stephen Alexander Roberts (Roberts Steven Alexander) (PRS), Timothy John Wanstall (Wanstall Timothy) (PRS)Editor: Butterfly Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #16286795 em 22/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM