Almost Spring

Far from a dream I float
Into the rain you're still in the sun
Head against head we go travelling,
We went far from the road we've chosen
Leave me alone in the cold
Leave me alone if it's still no
You're back at me baby
You only care for your role

Into the sun on the back seat, I saw you laughing
Into the night you're right at me, your depression
I can only speak for your soul, on this mountain I get high...

Far from the road that you've chosen, I'm getting sick
Even the memories you've left me
Were denied by the fact that you're a fake
Only you can clear my doubts, come clear my doubts if you can
Who is the funniest now?
Who has the right to choose my pain?

Into the sun on the back seat, I saw you laughing
Into the night you're right at me, your depression
I can only speak for your soul, on this mountain I get high
On this mountain I get high...



Credits
Writer(s): Dayla Mischler, Steven Andrew Navid, Arnaud Martin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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