letra de older - latin quarter
your nails are dirty from the city
i catch you thinking it’s a pity
you ever had that bluebird tottoo on your shoulder
sunlight spelling summer dresses
across your judes, across your tesses
but the evenings always turn out to be colder
chorus:
older… do the days that come now fly by?
older… does the blood that boiled now run dry?
older… still too much to be done to sit and just
wonder why
there’s a box you keep the past in
you keep it locked, you keep it lasting
your mother’s photograph, the things you never told her
a child demanding your attention
a quarrel needs your intervention
the words you use surprise you when you scold her
chorus
when your youth burned like a coal
you said you wanted to make it white-hot
but in the hard sell of your soul you got stamped out
when your youth burned like a coal
you said you wanted to make it white-hot
but in the hard sell of your soul you got stamed out
like an ingot
chorus
letras aleatórias
- letra de nowhere sides - omar rodríguez-lópez
- letra de grow old - king calaway
- letra de drop the bass - in da mix - rocco
- letra de metanoiia - jahail
- letra de cantinero, otro trago de nostalgia - skinny jaxx
- letra de a tes souhaits - m (band)
- letra de syrhenz - j. cole
- letra de the spirit of the lord - lara landon
- letra de fiction (marc pi–ol remix) - the xx
- letra de your body is a wonderland - corey gray