Back turns
Tear stains
Suffocating myself just to hold you
The truth written on your tombstone
Still round my neck your present
I carry our love every single day
Even the days with rain
Cold skin
Fighting images at 6 am
He didn't do it, he didn't do it
Where did you leave your toothbrush?
I recall the planespots
Kissing on the rooftop
I'm learning to fall in love again
With color changing
Standing at the underground
Dealing with your mean lips
And we're fighting louder than these passing subway spaceships
Don't know if I should walk away
Starring in this passion play
Echoes of a known delay
There's a fire in our paper town
Standing at the underground
Dealing with your mean lips
And we're fighting louder than these passing subway spaceships
Don't know if I should walk away
Starring in this passion play
Echoes of a known delay
There's a fire in our paper town
Back turns
Tear stains
Suffocating myself just to hold you
The truth written on your tombstone
Still round my neck your present
I carry our love every single day
Even the days with rain
Late night
Car ride
Thirtynine shut till 4 am
While waiting I'm shivering
You hold me tight as if this is the end
And softly, calmly
Whispering to me tenderly I love you
And I know it's true
Standing at the underground
Dealing with your mean lips
And we're fighting louder than these passing subway spaceships
Don't know if I should walk away
Starring in this passion play
Echoes of a known delay
There's a fire in our paper town