Lyrics Call off the Bells - The Early November

Call off the Bells

Something in the way I say your name
Sends blood rushing to my face
Exiting my legs, I have colder feet
When they’re flooded, my eyes won’t see
That you’ve grown from the fairytale
And need a little more
You say, «Call off all of the wedding bells
I needed a little time»
Whatever, I mean well
What’s holding me?
If it’s the bottom, I’m rooted in
You take me by the hand and ball my feet
You say you’ll never get rid of me
Till you’ve grown from the fairytale
And just need a little more
You say, «Call off all of the wedding bells
I needed a little time»
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
We were meant to be
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
We were meant to be
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
We were meant to be, oh
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
We were meant to be
Once upon a time
We were meant to be
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time