shot of joy to early birds, 20/04/2019
What to say, so drunk, so tired, so early in the morning
That all this fun
And all this revelry
Has had in it the shape of you
I miss how you feel next to me
Not only in space, but in time
The joy of nights like these
Pale in comparison with
Falling to slumber holding You
saudades tuas
That all this fun
And all this revelry
Has had in it the shape of you
I miss how you feel next to me
Not only in space, but in time
The joy of nights like these
Pale in comparison with
Falling to slumber holding You
saudades tuas