I'm spinning in circles around you
Drawn like a bug to a light
And though your touch could kill me
I'm driving you home tonight
And all I need to make this old heart beat
Is a spark from a dream, a broken memory
Won't you let me come in
Been thinking a lot about living
Thinking about what that means
Cause in a sense we're all dying
But some lose their reason to breathe
There's really nothing else out there
Nothing I choose to see
Cause if red leaves your lips then it doesn't exist
Oh, my heart only listens to green
Seasons change, moments fade
Was this all just a waste
All my time slipped away In the choices I made
Now I'm stuck looking back on those nights that we had
And I'm still kinda glad that we both had something left to give
Something left to give
The Blast Monkeys - Moo Moo Meadows Lyrics
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English
I'm spinning in circles around you
Drawn like a bug to a light
And though your touch could kill me
I'm driving you home tonight
And all I need to make this old heart beat
Is a spark from a dream, a broken memory
Won't you let me come in
Been thinking a lot about living
Thinking about what that means
Cause in a sense we're all dying
But some lose their reason to breathe
There's really nothing else out there
Nothing I choose to see
Cause if red leaves your lips then it doesn't exist
Oh, my heart only listens to green
Seasons change, moments fade
Was this all just a waste
All my time slipped away In the choices I made
Now I'm stuck looking back on those nights that we had
And I'm still kinda glad that we both had something left to give
Something left to give
Drawn like a bug to a light
And though your touch could kill me
I'm driving you home tonight
And all I need to make this old heart beat
Is a spark from a dream, a broken memory
Won't you let me come in
Been thinking a lot about living
Thinking about what that means
Cause in a sense we're all dying
But some lose their reason to breathe
There's really nothing else out there
Nothing I choose to see
Cause if red leaves your lips then it doesn't exist
Oh, my heart only listens to green
Seasons change, moments fade
Was this all just a waste
All my time slipped away In the choices I made
Now I'm stuck looking back on those nights that we had
And I'm still kinda glad that we both had something left to give
Something left to give
Writer: Scott Vick
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