Your Sound

Wait, can't I feel it, can't I see it, can't I hold it somehow?
The thrill of your sound
The house is filled with the tender fruit of your sound

Now the days have been stacking all the way up
(all the way up, all the way up)
And my legs have been working all the way up
(all the way up, all the way up)
And my stomach can sense it all the way down
(your sound, your sound)
And my own blood don't come around no more

I wait by the door for your sound
Your sound, for your sound
I wait by the door for your sound
For your sound
Nothing they can say can take me away from your sound
From your sound
Your sound, your sound

Well the wind has been shifting
And the streets have been warming
And the seas have been dancing (your sound, your sound)
And I can't even think of your face no more

But still I remember your sound
Your sound
Your sound
Your sound, your sound



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Hernandez, Antonio Hernandez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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