Drunk
Years they melt away, and summers echo by like golden movies
We grew up so fast
Even when you have it all, you want what you don't have much more, and that is all that lasts
I feel the fire... that you started
And walk the wire
Empty hearted
I was just, drunk back then
Writing notes I'd never send
Come on back, I need you home
I know it's strange but when in Rome
I feel the time is coming...
For you
For me
For everybody
Do you have a light my friend?
And can you tell me where the road might bend up ahead?
Can you take me somewhere else?
The past, the future
This moment won't stop until I'm dead
And I feel the fire that you started
And walk the wire
Empty hearted
I was just, drunk back then
Writing notes I'd never send
Come on back, I need you home
I know it's strange but when in Rome
I feel the time is coming...
For you
For me
For everybody
Years they melt away, and summers echo by like golden movies
We grew up so fast
I was just, drunk back then
Writing notes I'd never send
Come on back, I need you home
I know it's strange but when in Rome
I feel the time is coming...
And I feel the time is coming...
And I feel the time is coming...
For you
For me
For everybody...
We grew up so fast
Even when you have it all, you want what you don't have much more, and that is all that lasts
I feel the fire... that you started
And walk the wire
Empty hearted
I was just, drunk back then
Writing notes I'd never send
Come on back, I need you home
I know it's strange but when in Rome
I feel the time is coming...
For you
For me
For everybody
Do you have a light my friend?
And can you tell me where the road might bend up ahead?
Can you take me somewhere else?
The past, the future
This moment won't stop until I'm dead
And I feel the fire that you started
And walk the wire
Empty hearted
I was just, drunk back then
Writing notes I'd never send
Come on back, I need you home
I know it's strange but when in Rome
I feel the time is coming...
For you
For me
For everybody
Years they melt away, and summers echo by like golden movies
We grew up so fast
I was just, drunk back then
Writing notes I'd never send
Come on back, I need you home
I know it's strange but when in Rome
I feel the time is coming...
And I feel the time is coming...
And I feel the time is coming...
For you
For me
For everybody...
Credits
Writer(s): Chaskiel Gawenda, Gideon Preiss
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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