Lyrics

I know the fire slow, lock it, leave it go I have never been so hurtful before Leaving love in the haze Falcons circle for days Always firin' up another sin Following the streams so carefully Trying to find another piece in the map They were just fields out here Never get it right, it ain't easy getting closer No I could never dance like you Keep get it wrong, keep get it wrong And by the secondary fall, will I stay long? Last week the Falcon came, ten degrees And only rain, it came so quickly And you remain out in the city Trying not to be replaced Nothing ever runs through, you gotta live With the bundle of trickers sinnin' I tried to get us to Amsterdam To cheer you up again Never get it right, it ain't easy getting closer No I could never dance like you Keep get it wrong, keep get it wrong And by the secondary fall, will I stay long? To open territories kindly recognizing You're still somebody else's truth Keep get it wrong, keep get it wrong And by the secondary fall, will I stay long? Nothing never runs through You gotta live with the bundle of trickers sinnin' I tried to get us to Amsterdam To cheer you up again
Writer(s): Amanda Karin Bergman Hollingby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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