Sweet Nights
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Wake up from the candid dreams
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Filled up with the loose sights
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
Marble floor can be so cold
But everybody's here seeking someone
To warm their hands, warm their hearts
Just for the night, just for this life
It comes back out of nowhere
Once I've found the way
It seems to disappear again
And the same things
Which are killing me slowly
Make me the most awake
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Wake up from the candid dreams
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Filled up with the loose sights
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
You try to use words but you know
It doesn't work
You want to say something but
I can see it stuck into your mind
How come that you see clearer at night?
Having own projections
I search for the endings
Of the dreams in reality
I'm going into the alley of recall
Having memory out of control
Do you know how to become the darkness?
How to melt and blend with the darkest dusk?
Do you know how to become the light
which makes you go blind?
Do you know?
Do you know?
Do you know?
Covered with the orange lights
Wake up from the candid dreams
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Filled up with the loose sights
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
Marble floor can be so cold
But everybody's here seeking someone
To warm their hands, warm their hearts
Just for the night, just for this life
It comes back out of nowhere
Once I've found the way
It seems to disappear again
And the same things
Which are killing me slowly
Make me the most awake
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Wake up from the candid dreams
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
Sippin', sippin' sweet nights
Covered with the orange lights
Filled up with the loose sights
Back on track, well, good luck
Well, good luck
You try to use words but you know
It doesn't work
You want to say something but
I can see it stuck into your mind
How come that you see clearer at night?
Having own projections
I search for the endings
Of the dreams in reality
I'm going into the alley of recall
Having memory out of control
Do you know how to become the darkness?
How to melt and blend with the darkest dusk?
Do you know how to become the light
which makes you go blind?
Do you know?
Do you know?
Do you know?
Credits
Writer(s): Zuzanna Nicgorska
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