Sitcom Songtext
von Land of Talk

Making more than love
Last thing we want to leave this dream
Took your light back
Took it right back, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Played dead to rights
Fucked up what I said with what I did
Fairness in love
Climb inside and then we fall back in


It′s the time of fading sun
I never figured it out
Just something I'm feeling
I never figured it out
Just a touch, a feeling
I never figured it out
Just a touch, a feeling
I never figured it out

Wake up, morning, love
Last thing you want is easy street
I took you like that
Took you like that, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I want to hold on like I don′t let go
Want to take up all the time, but I learned to stop running
I turned towards you on another way out
Leave while I turn back this breaking little clock


It's the time of fading sun
I never figured it out
Just something I'm feeling
I′ll never figure it out
Just a touch, a feeling
I′ll never figure it out
Just sit down, I'm feeling
I′ll never figure it out