Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Singer, artist - Jump Little Children. Album song Vertigo, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 07.10.2001
Record label: EZ Chief, Jump Two
Song language: English
Singer |
The singer steps foward |
He is not a torch song singer |
He is not the embodiment of a soul brother |
The unassuming troubadour |
Sings to himself, softly |
Not a word escaps his lips |
They don’t even try |
His words would rather stay as long with him as possible |
But his melody is for me and for you |
I prefer to be alone when you’re not around |
Sometimes when I speak I can’t stand the sound |
Of my voice, this great big destructive machine |
That takes too much time to say what it means |
They tell me that my father is sick once again |
With the plague that has decimated many old men |
And I settle once more to a long sad dread |
That reminds me that all loved ones will soon be dead |
This is why I spent so much time making love to you |
In your arms I was searching for things that were true |
This is why I spent so much time making love to you |
In your arms I was searching for things that were true |
It’s a memory of mine that I’m watching for a moment |
I’m distracted just a bit by something less important |
But I’m here for the part of the day that I crave; |
I have caffiene in my system that makes me feel brave |
The chill in the air is exactly what I want |
With the sun on my face and my eyes tightly shut |
It’s important to me to remember these things |
It’s important to me to remember these things |
I’m pretending we’re in Prague sipping sodas by the square |
Where the clock brought the masses to the ceremony there |
Every hour little puppets spin around the clock face |
Each figure represents one of the human race |
And somehow we were always on time for the show |
We’d arrive to the chaos of the people right below those large chiming bells |
that had a song to sing; |
It’s important for me to remember these things |
Absinthe and sex |
Black garters, cheap wine a hotel in Prague |
A Moment in time |
We are hungry and scary |
And so much in love |
We laugh at each other |
As we push and we shove |
The singer keeps singing. |
The singer keeps singing. |
The singer keeps singing. |
Keep singing, singer |
That was the first time I really caught your eyes |
In the small Italian shop with the coffee that you liked |
And when our eyes met |
I couldn’t look away and my mouth opened to speak |
But there wasn’t much to say |
I was frozen, transfixed by the way that you looked |
But you grabbed me and pulled me into a small nook |
Where we kissed like we had never tasted lips before |
And I still wanted more |
I still want more |
I am frightened of what these words might bring; |
But it’s important for me to remember these things |
I am frightened of what these words might bring; |
But it’s important for me to remember these things |
You’re too far away for this to make sense |
And I feel in my heart ever mile of distance |
And I don’t him to stop 'cause |
I know what that means |
The Song will be over |
And so will you and me |
The Song will be over |
And so will you and me |
The song … |