Letra de Broken Chords - Kaipa
Letra de canci�n de Broken Chords de Kaipa lyrics
Summer's gone
It seems it always slips away
Like my thoughts inside the cold and lonely night
And all we need is love
I hear my radio play
Like a scornful echo from a frozen dream
No one cares what's hiding in my shattered brain
Does it really matter what we hide inside
While drops of rain keep crawling
Down my silent glass
Looking out
But nothing in return
I close my eyes
And gently let all my thoughts pass
Let them flow
Take me home again
Take me back where I belong
Let me walk in my own shoes
And let me wash out this blues
Let me caress this burning flame
That we call life
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The day is closed
It seems like there's no way back
While my eyes are busy fixed upon the void
Happiness is a warm gun
I hear John Lennon sing
Like an arrow to these strange and mournful days
No one cares what's hiding in my broken chords
Does it really matter what they hide inside
While drops of rain keep crawling
Down my silent glass
Looking out
But nothing in return
I close my eyes
And gently let all my thoughts pass
Let them sway
Take me home again
Take me back where I belong
Let me walk in my own shoes
And let me wash out this blues
Let me caress this burning flame
That we call life
It seems it always slips away
Like my thoughts inside the cold and lonely night
And all we need is love
I hear my radio play
Like a scornful echo from a frozen dream
No one cares what's hiding in my shattered brain
Does it really matter what we hide inside
While drops of rain keep crawling
Down my silent glass
Looking out
But nothing in return
I close my eyes
And gently let all my thoughts pass
Let them flow
Take me home again
Take me back where I belong
Let me walk in my own shoes
And let me wash out this blues
Let me caress this burning flame
That we call life
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The day is closed
It seems like there's no way back
While my eyes are busy fixed upon the void
Happiness is a warm gun
I hear John Lennon sing
Like an arrow to these strange and mournful days
No one cares what's hiding in my broken chords
Does it really matter what they hide inside
While drops of rain keep crawling
Down my silent glass
Looking out
But nothing in return
I close my eyes
And gently let all my thoughts pass
Let them sway
Take me home again
Take me back where I belong
Let me walk in my own shoes
And let me wash out this blues
Let me caress this burning flame
That we call life