2 acessos
I had a dream I met a girl,
With brunette curls and nature faults,
She didn't seem to care (not) all like me,
Like holding hands and falling backwards on your knees.
And man I loved her like it hurt,
When being buried I'd prefer she be the dirt.
She didn't seem to care (not) all like me
Baby it's coming out,
The burns, sunburns,
The burns, sun.
The sun is coming out,
The burns, sunburns,
The burns, sun.
Falling backwards
Like burning bottles, burning props,
I learned to love her and accept her flaws.
She didn't seem to care (not) all like me,
Like holding hands and jumping fearless in the stream
The day she tought me how to run,
To hold my breath and give my body to the sun.
She didn't seem to care (not) all, so what
Baby it's coming out,
The burns, sunburns, the burns, sun.
The sun is coming out,
The burns, sunburns,
The burns, sun.
All the lights, all around
Baby it's coming out,
The burns, sunburns, the burns, sun.
The sun is coming out,
The burns, sunburns,
The burns, sun.
You know I'd love you till it hurts.
(All the lights, all around)