Pages
Andrea von Kampen
Continúa después del anuncio
Well he filled the room with sunlight
Like a warmth in the air and I could feel it
When he left I was still here
Sitting in a cold and unmade bed
But we were pages
Pages of words
That will never be spoken
Yes we were pages
Pages of words
That will never be spoken
When I look back on this day
I know I could say it's for a reason
When I start to doubt myself
I can trust that a plan will unfold
Continúa después del anuncio
But we were pages
Pages of words
That will never be spoken
Yes we were pages
Pages of words
That will never be spoken
And now I can see
What I meant to you
And what you meant to me
Well he filled the room with sunlight
Like a warmth in the air and I could feel it