The top has sprung a leaf
Discolored disbelief
Washes my face
And paints it red when you're close to me
The spring air fills my lungs
Soaked up the yellow sun
That shines its rays just like
The barrel of a loaded gun
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we can start again
A new somewhere, somehow
The summer air draws near
And fills me up with fear
Of past flames and old friends that I don't know anymore
Forget the where and when
Sometimes you must pretend
That these regrets don't kill you in the end
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we start again
A new somewhere, somehow
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we can meet again
Next spring...
TheWitch - Turn Over Lyrics
TheWitch - Turn Over Lyrics
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The top has sprung a leaf
Discolored disbelief
Washes my face
And paints it red when you're close to me
The spring air fills my lungs
Soaked up the yellow sun
That shines its rays just like
The barrel of a loaded gun
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we can start again
A new somewhere, somehow
The summer air draws near
And fills me up with fear
Of past flames and old friends that I don't know anymore
Forget the where and when
Sometimes you must pretend
That these regrets don't kill you in the end
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we start again
A new somewhere, somehow
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we can meet again
Next spring...
Discolored disbelief
Washes my face
And paints it red when you're close to me
The spring air fills my lungs
Soaked up the yellow sun
That shines its rays just like
The barrel of a loaded gun
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we can start again
A new somewhere, somehow
The summer air draws near
And fills me up with fear
Of past flames and old friends that I don't know anymore
Forget the where and when
Sometimes you must pretend
That these regrets don't kill you in the end
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we start again
A new somewhere, somehow
Turn over new leaf
Come on, turn to me
And maybe we can meet again
Next spring...
Writer: Gregory Donatien
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid