DAVID
(It don't exist, it don't exist)
Up on this roof
Deep in the woods of my mind
The birds sing the blues
Who I'll be to who I was
Twice the age of the moon
His beauty of marble and sun
Midas plays with his curls
And the hurts of the girls he left behind
I'd like to think of him sometimes
Oh, I'd like to think of him sometimes
Uni starts at noon
Fate acts cruel he's at my back
Whispers of wisdom must the breeze
Of those Seychelle eyes
And the thought of the fool
Thinking he's tracking me down
He stares at the phone eyes like walls from that blue light
I like to think of him sometimes
I like to think of him sometimes
The view of a stone cut jaw
His lips arround a plastic cup
The night is young
The night has died
Choked in his goodbye
And my nose shall be of my despise
My neck won't stop movin' round
Trying to find the words and chords
To get out of his smile
But I can't push my life aside
Just to drawn into his eyes
You know I've been there
Been there a few times
Times
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
Up on this roof
Deep in the woods of my mind
The birds sing the blues
Who I'll be to who I was
Up on this roof
Deep in the woods of my mind
The birds sing the blues
Who I'll be to who I was
Twice the age of the moon
His beauty of marble and sun
Midas plays with his curls
And the hurts of the girls he left behind
I'd like to think of him sometimes
Oh, I'd like to think of him sometimes
Uni starts at noon
Fate acts cruel he's at my back
Whispers of wisdom must the breeze
Of those Seychelle eyes
And the thought of the fool
Thinking he's tracking me down
He stares at the phone eyes like walls from that blue light
I like to think of him sometimes
I like to think of him sometimes
The view of a stone cut jaw
His lips arround a plastic cup
The night is young
The night has died
Choked in his goodbye
And my nose shall be of my despise
My neck won't stop movin' round
Trying to find the words and chords
To get out of his smile
But I can't push my life aside
Just to drawn into his eyes
You know I've been there
Been there a few times
Times
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
This myth don't exist, David don't exist
Up on this roof
Deep in the woods of my mind
The birds sing the blues
Who I'll be to who I was
Credits
Writer(s): Mariona Llorens Costa
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