Lyrics Of the City - Young Dreams, Matias Tellez

Of the City

The quiet hours of the city is the time
of the awakened heart and for the restless mind
To try a little more, again, in hope to find
out the way to go
A hand to hold
There is no tomorrow
that will turn me around
Now I feel no sorrow
and I don’t wanna stop
I watched you for a while now I have to confess
and I just had to ask, you might give me a yes
If we don’t live our truth then we are so much less
You know, when we’re done we’ll sleep so long
As the first of morning
shines into my eyes
Sending me a warning
but I don’t wanna stop