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Alexa Vega - When I Close My Eyes
Előadó: | Alexa Vega |
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Megtekintve: Ma 1, összesen 660 alkalommal
Dalszöveg
He remembers the night like it was yesterday
No, I wasn't there but I heard him say
That it was real and it was true
And when I close my eyes I can be there too
Red flowers swaying on the white curtains
Blowing in the kitchen window
New Orleans in the summertime
Edna James singing on the radio
Slow dancing on the checkered board floor
Bare for memories from long ago
I'm there when I close my eyes
I remember my mother lying on my bed
Holding me close, she always said
That it was real and it was true
And when I close my eyes I can be there too
Red flowers swaying on the white curtains
Blowing in the kitchen window
New Orleans in the summertime
Edna James singing on the radio
Slow dancing on the checkered board floor
Bare for memories from long ago
I'm there when I close my eyes
And if I'm only dreaming
If he just wants me to leave him
If all of it’s real
Well, that won’t change how I feel
Cause I know that your trust is a choice
And I know, I know, I can tell from his voice
I can roar, I can fight
Still, I’ll always be haunted by
Red flowers swaying on the white curtains
Blowing in the kitchen window
New Orleans in the summertime
Edna James singing on the radio
Slow dancing on the checkered board floor
Bare for memories from long ago
I'm there when I close my eyes
Cause I'm there when I close my eyes
No, I wasn't there but I heard him say
That it was real and it was true
And when I close my eyes I can be there too
Red flowers swaying on the white curtains
Blowing in the kitchen window
New Orleans in the summertime
Edna James singing on the radio
Slow dancing on the checkered board floor
Bare for memories from long ago
I'm there when I close my eyes
I remember my mother lying on my bed
Holding me close, she always said
That it was real and it was true
And when I close my eyes I can be there too
Red flowers swaying on the white curtains
Blowing in the kitchen window
New Orleans in the summertime
Edna James singing on the radio
Slow dancing on the checkered board floor
Bare for memories from long ago
I'm there when I close my eyes
And if I'm only dreaming
If he just wants me to leave him
If all of it’s real
Well, that won’t change how I feel
Cause I know that your trust is a choice
And I know, I know, I can tell from his voice
I can roar, I can fight
Still, I’ll always be haunted by
Red flowers swaying on the white curtains
Blowing in the kitchen window
New Orleans in the summertime
Edna James singing on the radio
Slow dancing on the checkered board floor
Bare for memories from long ago
I'm there when I close my eyes
Cause I'm there when I close my eyes
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