How to Lose a Winning Match (feat. Jordi Roviró)

If love be blind
It must best agree with night
Life in light
A worthless piece of mind
Dreams collide
When love performs its stranger sides
A tongue that speaks tonight
Let me cut it off in style

For words bring all disaster to life
Most of times, the body speaks right
So leave it, leave your letters outside

Cause here comes night
Every turn and every sight
A delight
In all the colors that it hides
When she finds
To rest her wings and weary eyes
The time has come
To take the road that runs behind

Be prepared for her goodbye
Try to take off, but you won't fly
So leave it, leave your letters and
Run and run and run and run and run and
Run and run and run
Until the sun
Hands out her gun
Admitting her defeat
Takes a bow and flees
Till morning greets

Short-sighted peace,
Children on my knees, they endeavor
They endeavor not to see
That blood is on my cheeks, they endeavor
Short-sighted peace,
Children on my knees, they endeavor
They endeavor not to see
That blood is on the leaves, they endeavor



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Bazzanella, Elsa Steixner
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