Vian Izak - Backward

I'm mostly scared

(Scared)

There's a fire in my soul
There was a fire in my soul

(Scared)

There's a fire in my soul
There was a fire in my soul

(Scared)

I've brought up all my dreams
I've brought up all my dreams
I've brought up all my dreams
I've brought up all my dreams

(Scared)

My sweet love, watch the air raids
As the streets of London are not safe

(London are not safe)
(London are not safe)

And I wish that we could escape
As the beat of the drum keeps on its play

(Keeps on its play)
(Drum keeps on its play)

My sweet love, watch the air raids
As the streets of London are not safe

(London are not safe)
(London are not safe)

And I wish that we could escape
As the beat of the drum keeps on its play

(Keeps on its play)
(Drum keeps on its play)

My sweet love, watch the air raids
As the streets of London are not safe

(London are not safe)
(London are not safe)

I've brought up all my dreams

And I wish that we could escape
As the beat of the drum keeps on its play

(Keeps on its play)
(Drum keeps on its play)

I've brought up all my dreams

Written by:
Heinrich Zaayman, Vian Zaayman

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave

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