Elegy - Cloud 9

You kissed me, I shivered
I got goosebumps all over my skin
You took me onto the couch
Your tongue still wandering on me
What sort of sins are you doing with me
What are your fingers made of
They know how to create some good memories
They must be made of gold
Cards on the table, no one is playing
Lights are going down
And everybody is leaving
We are the only ones remaining here
Don’t tell me you’re going
To let me, to let me down
Please stay here a little bit longer
Could you love me, love me better
Please take me in your arms
And look at me in the eyes
Imperfect lovers, hell yes we are
But I think it’s fine
You had your head under
My skirt, trying to flirt
You pulled my hair back down
Then acted like nothing happened
I want to lose myself in the darkest of nights
Even if it eats me alive
I know that’s what everyone calls feeling of love
That costs more than a million pieces of gold
Catch my hand, lie to my face
Tell me you’re sorry even if you don’t mean it
Please stay here a little bit longer
Could you love me, love me better
Please take me in your arms
And look at me in the eyes
Imperfect lovers, hell yes we are
But I think it’s fine
What sort of sins are you doing with me?
What are your fingers made of?
Gold

Written by:
Clara Errera

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find