Elijah Woods x Jamie Fine

Lights
Young love, thought it wasn't a phase We were so broke, working minimum wage I know your mama had enough of me, I wasn't a saint Sneaking out the bathroom window at a quarter to eight We were growing up in a small-town life Thought we'd be eighteen for the rest of our lives Maybe settle down and then make you my wife And then everything changed in the blink of an eye It's hard when you face the truth inside and out So don't go on blaming yourself Oh-woah-woah, no, no, no Baby, I know this might sound crazy When I drivе by your place lately The lights keep coming on Why thе lights keep coming on? Oh yeah, been six months since I saw ya And I know we're moving on, yeah The lights keep coming on Why the lights keep coming on? Yeah, the lights keep coming on Yeah, the lights keep coming on Why the lights keep coming on? SongtexteSo close, I remember the days When we went and bought a couch and we got a new place We were sleeping on the floor 'cause we both couldn't wait It was straight out of a movie with the look on your face Then we fast forward a year and a month When the pain got deep and it started to cut Tell me, how'd it come to this when it started as love? Yeah, I knew I couldn't stay 'cause it wasn't enough for you It's hard when you face the truth inside and out So don't go on blaming yourself Oh-woah-woah, no, no, no Baby, I know this might sound crazy When I drive by your place lately The lights keep coming on (Yeah, the lights) Why the lights keep coming on? Oh yeah, been six months since I saw ya And I know we're moving on, yeah The lights keep coming on Why the lights keep coming on? Moving on, I thought it'd break me Everything I lost Baby, I know how it might sound (Mm, mm, mm) Baby, I know this might sound crazy When I drive by your place lately The lights keep coming on Why the lights keep coming on? Oh yeah, been six months since I saw ya And I know we're moving on, yeah The lights keep coming on Why the lights keep coming on? Why the lights keep coming on? Aus Songtexte Mania