I Cry In Front Of Paintings Songtext

Paris Paloma

von The Fatal Flaw

I Cry In Front Of Paintings Songtext
You have a way with words
You say the same of me
Is there a universe
In which we didn't meet?

And if I loved you less than I could talk about it more
Oh, this is turning head before he's finished the long walk
And I do not believe that he was fated to at all

I cry in front of paintings now, but not the ones I thought
They say resistance is so futile, soft the landing, hard the fall
All that you are, my darling, would catch you down the pool
I dream of you in starlight, and I choose you in the morn
Rushing through the dust at the beginnin' of it all

And I last met you
I last met you then found, mm

Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
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