LYRIC FOR SALE

By Irina C

1.
Dreams fly to the sky
My words are shy
I smell the old beech
You are far, out of my reach
Pre-chorus
I can’t sleep, want you under my skin
Your unfinished thought
Something you don’t want to say, so frail
Chorus
By morning, everything comes close
I look for a quiet place amidst the storm
2.
The wind strikes the glass as if it hits the heart
A breach of clouds is in your eyes
I'm thinking about everything we said, all we hid under the tongue
Pre-chorus
I can’t sleep, want you under my skin
Your unfinished thought
Something you don’t want to say, so frail
Chorus
By morning, everything comes close
I look for a quiet place amidst the storm
Bridge
We are burning now
Did we forget who we are?
My nameless love
Something I say so hard
So rare, oh, so mine
I miss you,
In the most awkward way to miss someone
Pre-chorus
I need to believe in…
Your unfinished thought
Something you don’t want to say, so frail
Closure
By morning, everything comes close
I look for a quiet place amidst the storm
I look for a quiet place amidst the storm