Before this evening
I thought I was home
Too afraid to entertain
The idea that I was alone
Everytime it crossed my mind
I pushed it aside
Too afraid to talk to you
Too afraid to tell myself
O Québec, O Chateau Frontenac
O Montreal, O Notre-Dame Cathedral
What a feeling
Beside you
When the beating of your heart
Drowned out the churn of my stomach
And I wish that we could go back
To when I made you tea
How easy it was to talk to you
And how you could look at me
That night that my room went black
I laid on top of my bed
That night that the moon turned red
I held my heart as I bled
Trustworthy
Was I ever?
Will I ever be?
Back on my bed, where it all began
I don't need a mirror to see this little tiny man
I hope I don't fall again
Schedds - O Québec Lyrics
Schedds - O Québec Lyrics
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English
Before this evening
I thought I was home
Too afraid to entertain
The idea that I was alone
Everytime it crossed my mind
I pushed it aside
Too afraid to talk to you
Too afraid to tell myself
O Québec, O Chateau Frontenac
O Montreal, O Notre-Dame Cathedral
What a feeling
Beside you
When the beating of your heart
Drowned out the churn of my stomach
And I wish that we could go back
To when I made you tea
How easy it was to talk to you
And how you could look at me
That night that my room went black
I laid on top of my bed
That night that the moon turned red
I held my heart as I bled
Trustworthy
Was I ever?
Will I ever be?
Back on my bed, where it all began
I don't need a mirror to see this little tiny man
I hope I don't fall again
I thought I was home
Too afraid to entertain
The idea that I was alone
Everytime it crossed my mind
I pushed it aside
Too afraid to talk to you
Too afraid to tell myself
O Québec, O Chateau Frontenac
O Montreal, O Notre-Dame Cathedral
What a feeling
Beside you
When the beating of your heart
Drowned out the churn of my stomach
And I wish that we could go back
To when I made you tea
How easy it was to talk to you
And how you could look at me
That night that my room went black
I laid on top of my bed
That night that the moon turned red
I held my heart as I bled
Trustworthy
Was I ever?
Will I ever be?
Back on my bed, where it all began
I don't need a mirror to see this little tiny man
I hope I don't fall again
Writer: Edwin Schoenborn
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid