Lyrics

You just went out, for a pack of cigarettes But it's 2 am and your answer machine is boring me Blue and red lights, repaint the kitchen walls And who is this who turns up at our door it's not you Its not you, why isn't it you. Hey? Why isn't it you? So all of a sudden my head it fills up With the first day we met at that first day of school And that glitter in your eye, and that smile, oh that smile And that love of the world taking over hearts. And now i'm knelt down, my face on the ground, my tears overflow From the craks in the floor-boards beneath me Why isn't it you? Why wasn't it... I think about you all the time, I think about you all the time Where are you? I also hope you think about me. Where is she? Where is she? I've got my head stuck under the sheets Please call me I've got my head stuck under the sheets Please call me I feel my hand upon your face Our bodies touch we're both in space But when i think about those days My tears they fall but it's okay I feel my hand upon your face Our bodies touch we're both in space But when i think about those days My tears they fall but it's okay
Writer(s): Theo Gueneau, Benjamin Cooper, Maxime Roy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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