Andrea Lindsay - La belle étoile

Printemps noir

On attendait tous les deux quelque-chose
Mais quoi, on ne savait pas trop
Les journées comme ça, je prends mon manteau
Et je m'évade dans les couloirs du métro

Printemps noir, et café au lait
Qui me servent comme necessary distraction
Retrouve-moi au tourniquet
Oui, tu sais toujours où me trouver

Comme une étoile qui brûle
Au bout de tes doigts, je suis
Comme un manège qui tourne
Autour de moi, tu es
Un vendredi sous la pluie
On se retrouve souvent comme ça
Et comme une étoile qui brûle
Au bout de tes doigts, je suis là

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Writer(s): Eric Graveline, Andrea Marie Lindsay
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