Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Warm Winds (feat. Isaiah Rashad), artist - SZA. Album song Z, in the genre СоулDate of issue: 07.04.2014
Record label: Top Dawg Entertainment
Song language: English
Warm Winds (feat. Isaiah Rashad) |
| Hey glory child, don’t you worry |
| Stuttering, shaken off your fear |
| Beauty’s never given in a hurry |
| So condescending, leave your questions here |
| Hey glory child, don’t you worry |
| I can see your skeleton so clear |
| Doubting’s only made your visions blurry |
| You’re better off just looking in the mirror |
| Show me a better way, I wish you could |
| Show me a better way, I wish you would |
| Come home today, you could |
| Come home today |
| I am shooting stars you will never see me |
| Watching over your every mistake |
| Digging out of graves is never easy |
| Handing you my shovel, here to take |
| Always playing catch me if you can |
| Gingerbread you heard I’m sweet to taste |
| Close your eyes let go and count to ten |
| I’ll keep track of every moment wasted |
| Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away |
| Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away |
| Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away |
| Call your phone on a late night |
| I recall your soul and it taste like |
| Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds |
| Quit clipping on your feet |
| Quit clipping on your wings |
| Sometimes we hate to leave somebody |
| Whats happening to we? |
| Warm winds on a space ride |
| When I call your phone on a late night |
| I recall your soul and it taste like… |
| Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds |
| Quit clipping on your feet |
| Quit clipping on your wings |
| Sometimes we hate to leave somebody |
| Whats happening to we? |
| Warm winds on a space ride |
| Sometimes, I call your name out loud |
| Just to make sure it’s you |
| Sometimes, I crack my veins so bad |
| Just to see if it’s blue |
| You clean me up |
| Sometimes I bite my lips and close my eyes |
| Just to pretend it’s you |
| Long live, lonely thoughts on Thursday nights |
| That’s when I think of you |
| We were all thirteen once |
| Long live tr&st&s and Pepper Ann |
| You will never judge me for that |
| You will always love me for that |
| Warm winds on a space ride |
| When I call your phone on a late night |
| I recall your soul and it taste like… |
| Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds |