The Lovers (Chotto Matte)
Nevermind
You're slowly slidin' into my veins
I tried to call you breathing out your name
Babe
Night and day is it in vain
But I don't mind
'Cause layin' down your eyes it's myself I find
You send me far away floatin somewhere up in space
Spend some time with me in my hourglass waist
So baby don't cry
Baby don't cry running out of time
Call it fate call it dime
You get me so high
You get me so high
So high I lost my mind
So high still I'm falling deep deep deep deep down
Shoud've said it out loud but smoke got stuck in my mouth
And I want more
Your waves they drown me then they get me to the shore
Watch me as I papapapa choke
On all the things I most adore
And tie a rope
Around my hips to keep me on the ground to
Keep me from your lips you better shut my goddamn fucking mouth
I know I'm much too late
I'm always much too late but for you I'd wait
'Cause spring begins when I see your face
Passing me through
Something about you
Something about you is so true
You spilled bright red bright red all over my blues
You filled with red all my blues
All of my blues
Baby it's too cold
It's so cold now I want to know
How do you
How do you
How do you
Bring spring
So close to me
Baby, baby it's so cold now
Too cold now
Too cold
Too cold
Baby it's too cold
Why don't we go home?
You're slowly slidin' into my veins
I tried to call you breathing out your name
Babe
Night and day is it in vain
But I don't mind
'Cause layin' down your eyes it's myself I find
You send me far away floatin somewhere up in space
Spend some time with me in my hourglass waist
So baby don't cry
Baby don't cry running out of time
Call it fate call it dime
You get me so high
You get me so high
So high I lost my mind
So high still I'm falling deep deep deep deep down
Shoud've said it out loud but smoke got stuck in my mouth
And I want more
Your waves they drown me then they get me to the shore
Watch me as I papapapa choke
On all the things I most adore
And tie a rope
Around my hips to keep me on the ground to
Keep me from your lips you better shut my goddamn fucking mouth
I know I'm much too late
I'm always much too late but for you I'd wait
'Cause spring begins when I see your face
Passing me through
Something about you
Something about you is so true
You spilled bright red bright red all over my blues
You filled with red all my blues
All of my blues
Baby it's too cold
It's so cold now I want to know
How do you
How do you
How do you
Bring spring
So close to me
Baby, baby it's so cold now
Too cold now
Too cold
Too cold
Baby it's too cold
Why don't we go home?
Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Visciglia
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