This January Songtext
von Dopamine
This January Songtext
You stare back at me
My mirror′s a picture of you
Shadows reflecting
And I am told
I'm like you whenever I′m laughing
It's harder to smile when you're hurting
This January
And as time′s gone by
Memories faded
Stories like whispers
Echo within emptiness
This hole′s left vacant
As I fall into the middle
When your face offers me little
For every star that's in the sky
I wish that mine was here
But it′s faded away
New smell of water
The days seem to turn into years
I'm hopeless at counting
And I am told
It′s harder to hold on to something
When all that you're holding is nothing
This January
And as time′s gone by
Memories faded
Stories like whispers
Echo within emptiness
This hole's left vacant
As I fall into the middle
When your face offers me little
For every star that's in the sky
I wish that mine was here
But it′s faded away
As time′s gone by
Memories faded
Stories like whispers
Echo within emptiness
This hole's left vacant
As I fall into the middle
When your ghost offers me little
For every star that slowly dies
I wish that mine hadn′t burned out and faded
My mirror′s a picture of you
Shadows reflecting
And I am told
I'm like you whenever I′m laughing
It's harder to smile when you're hurting
This January
And as time′s gone by
Memories faded
Stories like whispers
Echo within emptiness
This hole′s left vacant
As I fall into the middle
When your face offers me little
For every star that's in the sky
I wish that mine was here
But it′s faded away
New smell of water
The days seem to turn into years
I'm hopeless at counting
And I am told
It′s harder to hold on to something
When all that you're holding is nothing
This January
And as time′s gone by
Memories faded
Stories like whispers
Echo within emptiness
This hole's left vacant
As I fall into the middle
When your face offers me little
For every star that's in the sky
I wish that mine was here
But it′s faded away
As time′s gone by
Memories faded
Stories like whispers
Echo within emptiness
This hole's left vacant
As I fall into the middle
When your ghost offers me little
For every star that slowly dies
I wish that mine hadn′t burned out and faded
Writer(s): Neil Starr, Leslie Phillips, James Leaues, Iain Mahanty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

