Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's In Your Blood, artist - Lydia. Album song This December; It's One More and I'm Free, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 26.09.2005
Record label: Lydia and Many Hats Distribution
Song language: English
It's In Your Blood |
I can’t stay over you. |
It seems we drive forever but can never get away from here, |
just one more try. |
I’m guessing you are over me, I guess it’s bravery. |
Well cause it’s black out the window while you sleep in the passenger seat. |
It’s gone. |
Oh when it’s always on your mind but you never speak of the name. |
It’s in your blood and face and I’m certain it’s fame. |
So I stayed out in the car cause the weather had gotten to me. |
But its really these road signs and freeways that I can’t take. |
This can’t be how you live. |
It’s like a, a ball and chain around your waist or this simple state. |
Your mind’s sick again. |
I’m tasting nothing but 4 words, «please don’t leave me». |
And it’s Dark in the winter so your ideas start to sleep. |
Well your head is spinning like that carousel, |
and I know you’re a mess after 3 or 4. |
But if you make it different then we’ll make our way to the surface, |
and your favorite place. |
Where we sit, and we breath. |
cause I know all the words and I sing you everything. |
Well they’re just thoughts so go ahead and speak. |
So pick out what you like and call me when you’re on the way. |
You can spend the night and hope to sleep all day. |
For me its just another week, twenty eight was once how I dreamed. |
And with your scent on my face I can leave and have you for days. |
I still can’t see you. |
The summer came and we got lost, all of us. |
You are nothing with out her. |
I still wont remember your face, |
the features mix too well with this alcohol. |
So we cover ourselves in your fear, |
and stay to watch that moon disappear under these lights. |
This city, this city’s screaming at me. |
And as you breathe the words I better go. |
The sun is up and taking back all the shadows that covered this ground, |
and our feet, like a blanket of coal. |