Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd
Lying in your arms, as in a bed of roses
Can you hear the song, that reigns from my happy heart?
I look at – I smile – but then strike confusion
Is that the sound, of my world falling apart?!
Your lips move …
My heart burse …
You’re telling me she’s more
And how could I not have known?!
She’s your 4 o’clock on Tuesdays
She’s your last text after nine
She’s the one you smile and wink at
When we leave for lunch time
She’s the DND in your diary
She’s why we don’t hold hands
She’s the reason my bed of roses
Just turned into quick sand
Feels like I'm drowning, I’m fighting to get out
Everything’s gone silent, I can’t even shout
The more I struggle the deeper I go
I’m stuck in a whirlpool - of love vertigo
Your lips move ...
My heart burst ...
You’re telling me she’s more
And how could I not have known?!
She’s your 4 o’clock on Tuesdays
She’s your last text after nine
She’s the one you smile and wink at
When we leave for lunch time
She’s the DND in your diary
She’s why we don’t hold hands
She’s the reason my bed of roses
Just turned into quick sand
She’s the reason my bed of roses,
Just turned to quick sand
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