paroles de chanson Boxing Day - Letts

There's time in the middle in a riddle of this kind
All the keys around me make me want to open light
But we've got time, we've got time
Oh, oh, oh
We've got time

Don't want to be a little I want to feel it hot
Put the flame to my skin and watch it turn to sparks
A brighter sign, brighter sign

Oh, my fears
We nearly fucked things up but
We are here, we are here, we are here
And we've got time

Resting on your written word hear the voices sing
Losing all your history to how am I not me
But oh there's time, then there's time

Dancing around the melting pot becoming everything
Hellions to hummingbirds they all live inside me
For a time, for a time
Oh, my fears
We nearly fucked things up but
We are here, we are here, we are here
And oh now
Oh, my fears
We nearly fucked things up but
We are here, we are here, we are here
And we've got time