Moving Boxes Songtext
von Moving Boxes

Your face is a mosaic
Made from the pieces you picked up
Beauty made from pain
And glued by moving on
My face is a mosaic
Made from the pieces I picked up
But everything′s a little hasty
My smile's a little off

And so I′ll I pack three years of our life in moving boxes
To leave in my attic until the future me knocks
And whether I smile for the time that we spent
Or break down at the sight is a question for then


(Inaudible)

Sometimes I still hear you sing
Along hearing one of our songs
Never sounds the same
As when you sang with me

And so I'll I pack three years of our life in moving boxes
To leave in my attic until the future me knocks
And whether I smile for the time that we spent
Or break down at the sight is a question for then

And so I'll I pack three years of our life in moving boxes
To leave in my attic until the future me knocks
And whether I smile for the time that we spent
Or break down at the sight is a question for then