Cherry Blossom
Do you remember the first time you fell in love with Jesus?
Your face caught fire
Well this is the last time that i look up at the sky and cry
I surely remember the first time that I fell in love
We're gonna hold on to that feeling the same way I do this gun
I prayed that forever would last and then you saw December
And look at me, I'm dancing, I'm being free
"Well this is the last time that I write you a letter
Well this is the last time that I hold you to a standard
Oh, this is the last time that I fail then remember
That this is the last time that I hold myself to a standard"
Well take these words from my gums, pour them in the street
Just drive over me
Tell me the things I haven't heard before cause I've been there and I'm sorry
I'd really like to apologize for that
That I grabbed you by the hair and burned, I burned your life down
And I'm so sorry that I grabbed you by the heart and turned the lights out
Under the rug, out of touch
"Well this is the last time that I write you a letter
Well this is the last time that I hold you to a standard
Oh, this is the last time that I fail then remember
That this is the last time that I hold myself to a standard"
Blossom...
Your face caught fire
Well this is the last time that i look up at the sky and cry
I surely remember the first time that I fell in love
We're gonna hold on to that feeling the same way I do this gun
I prayed that forever would last and then you saw December
And look at me, I'm dancing, I'm being free
"Well this is the last time that I write you a letter
Well this is the last time that I hold you to a standard
Oh, this is the last time that I fail then remember
That this is the last time that I hold myself to a standard"
Well take these words from my gums, pour them in the street
Just drive over me
Tell me the things I haven't heard before cause I've been there and I'm sorry
I'd really like to apologize for that
That I grabbed you by the hair and burned, I burned your life down
And I'm so sorry that I grabbed you by the heart and turned the lights out
Under the rug, out of touch
"Well this is the last time that I write you a letter
Well this is the last time that I hold you to a standard
Oh, this is the last time that I fail then remember
That this is the last time that I hold myself to a standard"
Blossom...
Credits
Writer(s): Eddie Gonzalez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.