For a Girl

For a Girl

G. Wendell & A. Harley

How long will it take, before we put the brakes on?

Our eyes open, but we’re drunk behind the wheel

If you only knew how much I feel at peace

Lying next to you, I smell the perfume of your hair.

There’s not a moment of despair, in the air, in the air.

 

There are nights where we bare our souls.

There are nights where we hide from ourselves.

Yet something’s changing inside me that’s new.

Something feels different.

It has to be you.

 

Our feelings preserved now, like they’re trapped in a jar.

We question ourselves, all I know is

I love to lie awake next to you watching you breathe.

Holding you against me, just watching you dream.

Or so it seems.

 

There are nights where we bare our souls.

There are nights where we hide from ourselves.

Yet something’s changing inside me that’s new.

Something feels different.

It has to be you.

 

Walking through cold winter nights we’d see each other breathing.

Your hand feels so warm in my hand, but is there any other feeling?

 

There are nights where we bare our souls.

There are nights where we hide from ourselves.

Yet something’s changing inside me that’s new.

Something feels different.

It has to be you.

 

I don’t wanna let you go, it has to be you.

 

 


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