Yesterday's Fire Songtext
von Moonface
Yesterday's Fire Songtext
I can see being with you
You′ve got a body I imagine to be like
What I imagine you've been told
I can see being with you
Your clothes are grey and you wear them loose
And you know when to hang on and when to let go
You had a house and you took me there
I had to notice that the walls were bare
And white like the ashes of yesterday′s fire
The bed looked like a butcher's block
And you liked it better when I was on top
And I thought about nothing at all
You seem alright
A little close to the line
But you seem alright
It's inappropriate
But at least the walls are white
A piece of fool′s gold next to an empty vase
I′m too old for you anyway
And I know you'll disagree
′Cause you know that you're pretty when you lie
Before I go I think I should tell you
That all the stars are dying
And most of them are already through
We′re just getting up on yesterday's fire
From under a rock I′m on my way
To places I have stopped in a thousand houses on my way
But I never will forget
Oh no, I never will forget
About the way we played the phone
And broke your face against the wall as the sun rose
And you fell asleep in the glass and then I had to go
You′ve got a body I imagine to be like
What I imagine you've been told
I can see being with you
Your clothes are grey and you wear them loose
And you know when to hang on and when to let go
You had a house and you took me there
I had to notice that the walls were bare
And white like the ashes of yesterday′s fire
The bed looked like a butcher's block
And you liked it better when I was on top
And I thought about nothing at all
You seem alright
A little close to the line
But you seem alright
It's inappropriate
But at least the walls are white
A piece of fool′s gold next to an empty vase
I′m too old for you anyway
And I know you'll disagree
′Cause you know that you're pretty when you lie
Before I go I think I should tell you
That all the stars are dying
And most of them are already through
We′re just getting up on yesterday's fire
From under a rock I′m on my way
To places I have stopped in a thousand houses on my way
But I never will forget
Oh no, I never will forget
About the way we played the phone
And broke your face against the wall as the sun rose
And you fell asleep in the glass and then I had to go
Writer(s): Spencer Krug, Risto Joensuu, Matti Ahopelto, Markus Joensuu, Saku Kamarainen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

