Thinking of Roxy
Thinking of Roxy, the touch of her hands
Here at the party where nobody danced
Thinking how we ever left hand in hand
Crying so hard I could hardly stand
Thinking of Roxy, my blood on her face
Cut up my fist in the name of her grace
Thinking of her comprehending face
Our blood and our tears on the staircase
I see the turquoise sky, and you and I
Running like horses chasing the night
I see that morning reflect in your eyes
I still see your face on a new year's sky
Thinking of Roxy, the touch of her hands
There at the party where nobody danced
Thinking how we ever left hand in hand
Crying so hard I could hardly stand
Thinking of Roxy, the taste of her skin
Her honest smile as she's giving in
Thinking how I owned you and your limbs
Your lust and your pleasure, your suffering
I see the turquoise sky and you and I
Running like horses chasing the night
I see that morning reflect in your eyes
I still see your face in a new year's sky
Remember waking up that morning, sighing
Not wanting more than your breath in mine
And nothing more than a simple life
Remember walking around the city, smiling
Not wanting more than your hand in mine
And nothing more than a simple life
Thinking of Roxy, the touch of her hands
There at the party where nobody danced
Thinking how we ever left hand in hand
Crying so hard I could hardly stand
I see the turquoise sky and you and I
Running like horses chasing the night
I see that morning reflect in your eyes
I still see your face on a new year's sky
Here at the party where nobody danced
Thinking how we ever left hand in hand
Crying so hard I could hardly stand
Thinking of Roxy, my blood on her face
Cut up my fist in the name of her grace
Thinking of her comprehending face
Our blood and our tears on the staircase
I see the turquoise sky, and you and I
Running like horses chasing the night
I see that morning reflect in your eyes
I still see your face on a new year's sky
Thinking of Roxy, the touch of her hands
There at the party where nobody danced
Thinking how we ever left hand in hand
Crying so hard I could hardly stand
Thinking of Roxy, the taste of her skin
Her honest smile as she's giving in
Thinking how I owned you and your limbs
Your lust and your pleasure, your suffering
I see the turquoise sky and you and I
Running like horses chasing the night
I see that morning reflect in your eyes
I still see your face in a new year's sky
Remember waking up that morning, sighing
Not wanting more than your breath in mine
And nothing more than a simple life
Remember walking around the city, smiling
Not wanting more than your hand in mine
And nothing more than a simple life
Thinking of Roxy, the touch of her hands
There at the party where nobody danced
Thinking how we ever left hand in hand
Crying so hard I could hardly stand
I see the turquoise sky and you and I
Running like horses chasing the night
I see that morning reflect in your eyes
I still see your face on a new year's sky
Credits
Writer(s): Soeren Jensen Buhl, Christian Balvig, Robert Jensen Buhl, Jonas Schmidt, Peter Boegvad Jepsen, Peter Boegvad
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