Staring at the ceiling Testo
Testo Staring at the ceiling
Oh oh
Things will seem much better in the morning light
Love will be much easier to own
Things will look much better in the pale sunlight
We can be together like before
You just need time to forget
You just need time to explain
You just need time to forget yourself again
You're lying on the floor and
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking of a place you
Have never seen before
Remember when you held someone for the first time
Remember when this fire was all we had
Now you want life without death
And you want love without pain
But you want time to go back and start again
You're lying on the floor and
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking of a place you
Have never seen before
Thinking of your old friends
And waiting for the feeling
Waiting for the old burning feeling to return
These days, you don't know who you are
These days, you don't know where you are
These days, we don't know who we are
So meet me by the road
Where we used to go
You're lying on the floor and
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking of a place you
Have never seen before, seen before
Waiting for the phone call
And waiting for the feeling
Waiting for the old raging feeling to return
Oh oh
Things will seem much better in the morning light
Love will be much easier to own
Things will look much better in the pale sunlight
We can be together like before
You just need time to forget
You just need time to explain
You just need time to forget yourself again
You're lying on the floor and
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking of a place you
Have never seen before
Remember when you held someone for the first time
Remember when this fire was all we had
Now you want life without death
And you want love without pain
But you want time to go back and start again
You're lying on the floor and
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking of a place you
Have never seen before
Thinking of your old friends
And waiting for the feeling
Waiting for the old burning feeling to return
These days, you don't know who you are
These days, you don't know where you are
These days, we don't know who we are
So meet me by the road
Where we used to go
You're lying on the floor and
Staring at the ceiling
Thinking of a place you
Have never seen before, seen before
Waiting for the phone call
And waiting for the feeling
Waiting for the old raging feeling to return
Oh oh
RICE-OXLEY, TIMOTHY JAMES / CHAPLIN, TOM / HUGHES, RICHARD DAVID
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