Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lost Atlantic Dreams, artist - TwainDate of issue: 21.11.2019
Song language: English
Lost Atlantic Dreams |
| Man, I really love that feeling |
| Staring at the ceiling, on my bed, not a thought in my head |
| Once the preacher told me: |
| You can save yourself by loving God |
| I love my self and save the world |
| When gone is the love that feeds you |
| And it seems there’s no one left who needs you now |
| Now is the time to need yourself |
| For it needles deep within you |
| That need will keep you heavy on the bed |
| Filled to the ceiling of your head |
| That’s when I’m going down to Miami |
| Am I finally going to see the light? |
| Coming out of me into the night? |
| Now that I’ve seen the gardns |
| Through the window panes and ancient wood |
| I know it’s too lat for turning back |
| For love is my only question |
| I’ve got her dewy skin under my skin |
| Oh, what a question is this love |
| To feel the blood pumping |
| I’m standing on the ledge atop my roof |
| Knowing my soul is bulletproof |
| And I don’t take that for granted |
| Lost Atlantic dreams come back to me |
| Out of the window stands the sea |