Tekst Utworu

Little bricks of silence Form a wall I try to turn my hands to you, But instead I slip them for Nothing to hold on to. A little crack of laughter We both can see through. But then a cloud gets in the way, Covers up this joyful view - Nothing to look up to. Feels like unspoken words It? s not the end of it but it Hurts And it looks like we? re in the same boat, Trying to roll in different directions. And it feels like we? re of the same kind, Still I cannot get the connection. Well, I wonder how far I have to go To find and take the door That I? ve been looking for, We both would like to walk the night, Would like to show. What? s going on inside our minds? For some reason I don? t know, How to communicate with you I put my hands against the wall, Remember how it felt. Ice cold and hard like stone, So I try to make it melt. We could overcome now. Feels like unspoken words It? s not the end of it but it Hurts And it looks like we? re in the same boat, Trying to roll in different directions. And it feels like we? re of the same kind, Still I cannot get the connection Well, I wonder how far I have to go To find and take the door That I? ve been looking for.
Writer(s): Alin Coen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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