Lyrics Istanbul - 柯智棠

Hey Istanbul girl
You're staring at me with your Istanbul smile
Is it because of my Eastern glow
Perhaps I just made your day a little more special

Oh Istanbul girl
I guess I'm not that kind of unicorn
Just another lost soul
Wandering your lovely Istanbul

Read me a creed he claimed
Under the bright blue fane
Sing me a song she made
In front of Sophia
Conjure me one old tale
Beneath the ground where it flows
Then find me a bed under your lord

Hey Istanbul girl
Won't you tell me how your hair's so dense but floats
Is it because of the Western styles
Perhaps I should just let up and swing a little

Oh Istanbul girl
But I know I'm not that kind of unicorn
Still another lost soul
Wandering your lovely Istanbul

Read me a creed he claimed
Under the bright blue fane
Sing me a song she made
In front of Sophia
Conjure me one old tale
Beneath the ground where it flows
Then find me a bed under your lord