歌詞
I watch the world go by and I try to find a way to make sense of the rules
Paradise I do wish I could fine tune the way my lungs would come back to you
Easy to say it will be okay but who are you to know what’s my fate?
Imagination, exploration, is the only way that we could change?
Timing, speaks to me and tells me, that it’s too late to say sorry
Just come back home I’ll make you some tea, and we would be clean
Broken bottles of whiskey crawling upon my body, my breath my soul
Asking me if I have what it takes to stop myself from one pour
I finally take two steps back and turn around towards the sun
It talks to me and tells me to be awake cause maybe she’s not the one
Timing, speaks to me and tells me, that it’s too late to say sorry
Just come back home I’ll make you some tea, and we would be clean
I watch the world go by and I try to find a way to make sense of the rules
Every night I sit by the stars they tell me it’s over with me and you
Written by: Yajur Madan
