She was still dreaming When I woke up beside her Then she made coffee for the both of us
She was still dreaming When I woke up beside her Then she made coffee for the both of us
And then I go again at night Creeping through her doors And her tears meet the coffee once more
And then I go again at night Creeping through her doors And her tears meet the coffee once more
And in my sight I see the back of the old picture She’s surfing on the keys of love Just for a hand to hold her when the morning comes So she can hold the city before it runs
When the sun falls and her lovers come over It’s like a needle sticking in her heart And every taste she gave painted a picture That she don’t wanna have a memory of
And then I go again at night Creeping through her doors And her tears meet the coffee once more
And then I go again at night Creeping through her doors And her tears meet the coffee once more
And in my sight I see the back of the old picture She’s surfing on the keys of love Just for a hand to hold her when the morning comes So she can hold the city before it runs
She wanna hold me To the early morning I wanna stay but I got be gone ...