You're Even Prettier Than An Autumn Night Songtext
It's been a long day, writing cheap words on cheap paper napkins, just to throw them away...
...the tension tied around my tongue keeps me talking, but like a noose wrapped around my neck it claims the air from my lungs, or maybe it's just your stare, that leaves me breathless, that leaves me speechless, begging for a way to tell you...
...It's been a long day writing your name on these pages, your name with this pen, but then, I'll throw them away, and you'll never know 'cause I'll never tell you, there's something about the air you breathe, it brings about the autumn leaves, changing color on the ground, I'll never make a sound while I'm dying to be found by a stranger, fallen from the tallest tree, changing color on the ground, I'll never make a sound, while I'm dying to be found by you...
...you never even looked...
...I'll wait for the wind to blow me your way, I'll wait for you to walk by on your way back to me...
...It's been a long day, writing these words on cheap paper napkins, I won't throw them away, biting my tongue as we're biding our time, all along we'd walk the same thin line, I'd better not fuck this up, it's been a long day...
...the tension tied around my tongue keeps me talking, but like a noose wrapped around my neck it claims the air from my lungs, or maybe it's just your stare, that leaves me breathless, that leaves me speechless, begging for a way to tell you...
...It's been a long day writing your name on these pages, your name with this pen, but then, I'll throw them away, and you'll never know 'cause I'll never tell you, there's something about the air you breathe, it brings about the autumn leaves, changing color on the ground, I'll never make a sound while I'm dying to be found by a stranger, fallen from the tallest tree, changing color on the ground, I'll never make a sound, while I'm dying to be found by you...
...you never even looked...
...I'll wait for the wind to blow me your way, I'll wait for you to walk by on your way back to me...
...It's been a long day, writing these words on cheap paper napkins, I won't throw them away, biting my tongue as we're biding our time, all along we'd walk the same thin line, I'd better not fuck this up, it's been a long day...
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