paroles de chanson Yours - LANKS

Your eyes pierce right through my skin
I forget about it all and the mess that we′re in
With a wave of your hands, you make good from the bad
'Cause there′s an ache in your shoulders
From the weight that you have

There's a feeling in the pit of my stomach
It won't go away, every night, other day
When I′m out in the rain, can you call out my name?
You tie me in knots, and unravel me again

Lift your head off the floor
′Cause the door's swinging loose
But you′re lucky that I'm waiting in the hall
Sparks fly inside of me
I want this feeling to be -
Lift your head off the floor
′Cause the door's swinging loose
But you′re lucky that I'm waiting in the hall
Sparks fly inside of me
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours

My cab rides over the bridge
I forget about it all, when it's your presence I′m in
I stumbled over my words
My head skips and it swerves
Sounds blurring over at the touch of your words

There′s a feeling in the pit of my stomach
It won't go away, every night, other day
When I′m out in the rain, can you call out my name
You tie me in knots and unravel me again

Lift your head off the floor
'Cause the door′s swinging loose
But you're lucky that I′m waiting in the hall
Sparks fly inside of me
I want this feeling to be -
Lift your head off the floor
'Cause the door's swinging loose
But you′re lucky that I′m waiting in the hall
Sparks fly inside of me
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours

Forget about the other night
What you're looking for, is here and I
You are picking apart, the keys to my own heart
There is something you′ve been missing from the start

Forget about the other night
What you're looking for, is here and I
You are picking apart, the keys to my own heart
There is something you′ve been missing from the start

Lift your head off the floor
'Cause the door′s swinging loose
But you're lucky that I'm waiting in the hall
Sparks fly inside of me
I want this feeling to be -
Lift your head off the floor
′Cause the door′s swinging loose
But you're lucky that I′m waiting in the hall
Sparks fly inside of me
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours
I want this feeling to be yours