48 Hours

In the dead of the night
I find my eyes fixed on a silhouette
My chest feels tight
Is waking up a choice I may soon regret
Suddenly I'm hypnotised by sound
And everything's oh so clear to me now
I never thought it was something I would get

That thing that I want
It's been a need all along
I keep my lips sealed
Cause I'll say something wrong
You'll show up an angel singing
When you speak
I extend my arm
But I'm always out of reach

What you're looking for
Has long been and gone
You keep your lips sealed
I know you'll say something wrong
You need something more
Than what you have acquired so far

That thing that I want
It's been a need all along
I keep my lips sealed
Cause I'll say something wrong
You'll show up an angel singing
When you speak
I extend my arm
But I'm always out of reach

That thing that I want
It's been a need all along
I keep my lips sealed
Cause I'll say something wrong
You'll show up an angel singing
When you speak
I extend my arm
But I'm always out of reach



Credits
Writer(s): Kai Macleod
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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