Night Walks
When you talk, the people sway with you
When you talk that certain way, I do, too
In my doorway you seemed so familiar
This night's been long, spent forever in this song with you
When you talk, I write each word you say
Purple in the night, blue in the day
Sitting still, something's wrong with the lark song
Morning killed in its sleep, yeah, this night's been long
Can you feel, can you feel, feel the stillness shift?
Can you feel, can you feel, feel the nightwalk gift?
Just give me your hand when it's all too much
Can you feel, can you feel, feel this final touch?
Can you feel, can you feel, feel the shadow move?
Can you feel, can you feel, feel it in the room?
Just give me your hand when it's all too much
Can you feel, can you feel, feel this final touch?
When you talk, the people sway with you
When you talk that certain way, I do, too
When you talk, I write each word you say
Purple in the night, blue in the day
And every stone you skipped on me
Translates to something that I could sing
That I could sing
But every bone you seemed to break
Translates to loving another thing
Another thing
And every stone you skipped on me
Translates to something that I could sing
That I could sing
But every bone you seemed to break
Translates to loving another thing
Another thing
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
When you talk, the people sway with you
When you talk that certain way, I do, too
In my doorway you seemed so familiar
This night's been long, spent forever in this song with you
When you talk that certain way, I do, too
In my doorway you seemed so familiar
This night's been long, spent forever in this song with you
When you talk, I write each word you say
Purple in the night, blue in the day
Sitting still, something's wrong with the lark song
Morning killed in its sleep, yeah, this night's been long
Can you feel, can you feel, feel the stillness shift?
Can you feel, can you feel, feel the nightwalk gift?
Just give me your hand when it's all too much
Can you feel, can you feel, feel this final touch?
Can you feel, can you feel, feel the shadow move?
Can you feel, can you feel, feel it in the room?
Just give me your hand when it's all too much
Can you feel, can you feel, feel this final touch?
When you talk, the people sway with you
When you talk that certain way, I do, too
When you talk, I write each word you say
Purple in the night, blue in the day
And every stone you skipped on me
Translates to something that I could sing
That I could sing
But every bone you seemed to break
Translates to loving another thing
Another thing
And every stone you skipped on me
Translates to something that I could sing
That I could sing
But every bone you seemed to break
Translates to loving another thing
Another thing
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
Over and over all of the words I say
Time's standing still each time I forget to breathe
When you talk, the people sway with you
When you talk that certain way, I do, too
In my doorway you seemed so familiar
This night's been long, spent forever in this song with you
Credits
Writer(s): Broderick Skiff
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