Charlotte Martin - Chasing a shadow
Tekst :
The chase goes on foreverI m running out of time
There s madness in the river and it has half my mind
A promise is a promise
When did I lose my thrill
I had you for a moment a moment and a pill
You re running scared
I m chasing a shadow
When you re not there
I m chasing a shadow
And I just try to find a souvenir-something to borrow
Something to borrow
Something that s you
There s victory in disaster
A masterpiece of dirt
This faith that s in my heart that
Makes me want to hurt
You re running scared
I m chasing a shadow
When you re not there
I m chasing a shadow
And I just try to find a souvenir-something to borrow
Something to borrow
Something that s you
You…
You…
You…
You re running scared
I m chasing a shadow
When you re not there
I m chasing a shadow
And I just try to find a souvenir
Something to borrow
Something to borrow
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Interlude
Since we talk to her now
Come angels of the lord...
Come angels of the lord......
Come angels of the lord...
Come angels of the lord......
Autumn tactics
Deep river runs it s course
To a warm horizon
Shadows of falling leaves
October moon and rusty skies
Ever changing feelings
The seeds of autumn in my mind
Hiding sun, like the hiding sun
Feels like its just begun
Hiding sun, like the hiding sun
Waiting for summer sun
Hiding summer s age no more
No more leaves in summer...
To a warm horizon
Shadows of falling leaves
October moon and rusty skies
Ever changing feelings
The seeds of autumn in my mind
Hiding sun, like the hiding sun
Feels like its just begun
Hiding sun, like the hiding sun
Waiting for summer sun
Hiding summer s age no more
No more leaves in summer...
A plain morning
It is yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
& my hope is feeling worn.
I m missing home,
& I m glad you re not a part of this,
there are parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone...
but the air is thick,
& my hope is feeling worn.
I m missing home,
& I m glad you re not a part of this,
there are parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone...
Cops and robbers
Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
It s World War.
Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
Wherever you are.
We still ain t nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
Feel it, uh, yeah.
It s World War nigga.
It s World War.
Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
Wherever you are.
We still ain t nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
Feel it, uh, yeah.
It s World War nigga.
Keep love alive
Bitter sweet, you wasted years
Lonely dream about souvenirs
Baby, touch a hand and make a friend, tonight
Bitter sweet love has no pride
Try again time s on your side
Oh, strange are the ways of love
Come on and take my heart
It s breaking just apart
Lonely dream about souvenirs
Baby, touch a hand and make a friend, tonight
Bitter sweet love has no pride
Try again time s on your side
Oh, strange are the ways of love
Come on and take my heart
It s breaking just apart