Mountains Songtext
von Gabrielle Aplin

You wrote me notes on paper bags
You strolled the roads as I turned back
Air was calm the sky was black
You wrote a list of things I lack

We′ve come to realise
We've opened up or eyes

...
Cos′ you're a mountain

I can't climb yet
...


And I′m a painting but you′re blinded
...
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
...
Always have to justify how my tongue dances
...
We're barely getting by on taking chances
We′ve come to realise
It's us that we despise
...
Cos′ you're a mountain
I can′t climb yet
...
And I'm a painting but you're blinded
...
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
...
We′ve come to realise
...
It′s us that we despise