Strange Weather Songtext
von Anna Calvi
Strange Weather Songtext
She′ll take you back, don't make believe
You wanna think it through
I′ve loved before, I'll love again
I know that yours was true
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter
I see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
Carving silver in strange weather
She′ll meet a man, we′ll make a home
And travel to the deep
Of further lines with hidden dreams
The broken heart to keep
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter
I see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
Carving silver in strange weather
She′ll take you back, don't make believe
You wanna think it through
I′ve loved before, I'll love again
I know that yours was true
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter
I see them shinin′ through your drunken eyes
They only want me in strange weather
In a small room, on a naked floor,
With the blinded heart of black matter
I could hear you through the front door
Carving silver in strange weather
She'll take you back, don't make believe
You wanna think it through
I′ve loved before, I′ll love again
I know that yours was true
You wanna think it through
I′ve loved before, I'll love again
I know that yours was true
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter
I see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
Carving silver in strange weather
She′ll meet a man, we′ll make a home
And travel to the deep
Of further lines with hidden dreams
The broken heart to keep
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter
I see them shinin' through your drunken eyes
Carving silver in strange weather
She′ll take you back, don't make believe
You wanna think it through
I′ve loved before, I'll love again
I know that yours was true
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter
I see them shinin′ through your drunken eyes
They only want me in strange weather
In a small room, on a naked floor,
With the blinded heart of black matter
I could hear you through the front door
Carving silver in strange weather
She'll take you back, don't make believe
You wanna think it through
I′ve loved before, I′ll love again
I know that yours was true
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