La Roche
Sunlight in my eyes
A perfect souvenir
The painting had never seemed so real
Colors from within
Reflexion of those things
That somehow vanish through the years
Oh love me like you did
And hold me like a kid
Just spare me with your theories on love
Who makes the decision?
The sermons and the rules?
Sunlight from the dark
White columns made of chalk
Hold me like you did when I was scared
If I never try
Then I will never die
Wish me love and understanding
Oh and love me like you did
And hold me like a man
Changing the roles for once in a while
The californian dream
It never came to me
The californian girls
They never came to me
I'm dreaming of a white christmas
I think I'm lost
Yes I'm lost
With my cross
And I'm dying there of thurst
In my trench
Hit me first
Big black shadows through the dust
Feel the pressure, feel the crush
Now there is something in my eye
I had something for you and I
Feel the shrapnel in my eye
I had something for you and I
The californian dream
It never came to me
The californian girls
They never came to me
I dream of wide distance
I think I'm lost
Yes I'm lost
With my cross
And I'm dying there of thurst
In my trench
Hit me first
Big black shadows through the dust
Feel the pressure on my chest
Heart and bones are being crushed
I had something for you and I...
A perfect souvenir
The painting had never seemed so real
Colors from within
Reflexion of those things
That somehow vanish through the years
Oh love me like you did
And hold me like a kid
Just spare me with your theories on love
Who makes the decision?
The sermons and the rules?
Sunlight from the dark
White columns made of chalk
Hold me like you did when I was scared
If I never try
Then I will never die
Wish me love and understanding
Oh and love me like you did
And hold me like a man
Changing the roles for once in a while
The californian dream
It never came to me
The californian girls
They never came to me
I'm dreaming of a white christmas
I think I'm lost
Yes I'm lost
With my cross
And I'm dying there of thurst
In my trench
Hit me first
Big black shadows through the dust
Feel the pressure, feel the crush
Now there is something in my eye
I had something for you and I
Feel the shrapnel in my eye
I had something for you and I
The californian dream
It never came to me
The californian girls
They never came to me
I dream of wide distance
I think I'm lost
Yes I'm lost
With my cross
And I'm dying there of thurst
In my trench
Hit me first
Big black shadows through the dust
Feel the pressure on my chest
Heart and bones are being crushed
I had something for you and I...
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Writer(s): Timothee Regnier
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