Dishwalla - Opaline: lyrics de la chanson

Summer dies here
And so could I
Somewhere underneath
Where the ground is made of stars and
Everything unclean

Your opaline is everything I see
Your opaline brings me to my knees

Summer dies here
Аnd so could I
Somewhere underneath
So much like the ones in and on my skin
And somewhere in between

This opaline is everything I see
Your opaline brings me to my knees

Without you I am nothing
Without you I can't believe
This gilded place has everything
But this comfort is not what it seems
It is not what it seems
In between is everything I need

Your opaline is everything I see
This opaline brings me to my knees
Your opaline brings me to my knees