Void
I smile after I'm out of that door
And take it all the way to the front porch
Love holds no meaning here
An emptiness that I fear
I let down tears in that taxi
Distance intertwined in a backseat
The city lights take me
To a place in time where we're free,
Where we're free
Oh, it's such a mystery
I'm walking these streets
There ain't nobody I'm looking for
Pretty girls with their dresses on
And boys smoking up on the sidewalk
Oh it feels alright
As I'm walking by
Though you could fill this void
I put some colour onto my lips
The Guitar's molded these fingertips
It's all coming back to me
I gave you more than you could see
Than you could see
Oh, it's such a mystery
I'm walking these streets
There ain't nobody I'm looking for
Pretty girls with their dresses on
And boys smoking up on the sidewalk
Oh it feels alright
As I'm walking by
Though you could fill this void
I'm talking to you in my head again
No strings attached
cause this might end
A hundred love songs
A hundred days
It doesn't matter
Cause I'm going my way
I'm going my way
Oh, it's such a mystery
I'm walking these streets
There ain't nobody I'm looking for
Pretty girls with their make-up on
And boys smoking up on the sidewalk
Oh it feels alright
As I'm walking by
Though a song could fill this void
I let down tears in that taxi
Distance intertwined in a backseat
And take it all the way to the front porch
Love holds no meaning here
An emptiness that I fear
I let down tears in that taxi
Distance intertwined in a backseat
The city lights take me
To a place in time where we're free,
Where we're free
Oh, it's such a mystery
I'm walking these streets
There ain't nobody I'm looking for
Pretty girls with their dresses on
And boys smoking up on the sidewalk
Oh it feels alright
As I'm walking by
Though you could fill this void
I put some colour onto my lips
The Guitar's molded these fingertips
It's all coming back to me
I gave you more than you could see
Than you could see
Oh, it's such a mystery
I'm walking these streets
There ain't nobody I'm looking for
Pretty girls with their dresses on
And boys smoking up on the sidewalk
Oh it feels alright
As I'm walking by
Though you could fill this void
I'm talking to you in my head again
No strings attached
cause this might end
A hundred love songs
A hundred days
It doesn't matter
Cause I'm going my way
I'm going my way
Oh, it's such a mystery
I'm walking these streets
There ain't nobody I'm looking for
Pretty girls with their make-up on
And boys smoking up on the sidewalk
Oh it feels alright
As I'm walking by
Though a song could fill this void
I let down tears in that taxi
Distance intertwined in a backseat
Credits
Writer(s): Aanchal Bordoloi
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