Bland Landscape
Moments, when we get tangled
We stumble, we get it mangled
Every glance, every sound, every touch
Look at you, you start to blush
We go for walks, late night talks
We pick out clothes, go to shows
Your tone changes, silence follows
Words swallowed, heartache grows
Please let's not just call it early
Don't be another past regret
Thinking of how it could've played out
If we never met
I know I let out a few words
And you didn't know what to do
I must've touched a couple of nerves
Though I never wanted to
Weeks of lies left me unsure
Left me listening to the Cure
I hold out, she's out of reach
Lost in a world I cannot breach
I cling to hope against the odds
I keep my grip just because it feels right
The challenges
I guess that's what my passion is
Misunderstandings and the tears that we've cried
Keep trying
I know you'll always have my side
I doubt there's a single person who gets me right
"Is there?" I ask myself in the dead of night
Please let's not just call it early
Don't be another past regret
Thinking of how it could've played out
If we never met
I know I let out a few words
And you didn't know what to do
I must've touched a couple of nerves
Though I never wanted to
Please let's not just call it early
Don't be another past regret
Thinking of how it could've played out
If we never met
I know I let out a few words
And you didn't know what to do
I must've touched a couple of nerves
Though I never wanted to
We stumble, we get it mangled
Every glance, every sound, every touch
Look at you, you start to blush
We go for walks, late night talks
We pick out clothes, go to shows
Your tone changes, silence follows
Words swallowed, heartache grows
Please let's not just call it early
Don't be another past regret
Thinking of how it could've played out
If we never met
I know I let out a few words
And you didn't know what to do
I must've touched a couple of nerves
Though I never wanted to
Weeks of lies left me unsure
Left me listening to the Cure
I hold out, she's out of reach
Lost in a world I cannot breach
I cling to hope against the odds
I keep my grip just because it feels right
The challenges
I guess that's what my passion is
Misunderstandings and the tears that we've cried
Keep trying
I know you'll always have my side
I doubt there's a single person who gets me right
"Is there?" I ask myself in the dead of night
Please let's not just call it early
Don't be another past regret
Thinking of how it could've played out
If we never met
I know I let out a few words
And you didn't know what to do
I must've touched a couple of nerves
Though I never wanted to
Please let's not just call it early
Don't be another past regret
Thinking of how it could've played out
If we never met
I know I let out a few words
And you didn't know what to do
I must've touched a couple of nerves
Though I never wanted to
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Writer(s): Honza Skrivanek
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