Mirel Tovik 앨범 : Where the Sky Holds Secrets
작사 : Mirel Tovik
작곡 : Mirel Tovik
편곡 : Mirel Tovik
The first kiss I ever shared with you
The colors of a deep indigo
In the morning your lips were cobalt blue
Oh I don't know
Where the time goes
Of all the loves I had before you
The warmest was a light canary
And of all the sunsets I have known
The sweetest belongs to a cherry
Still the sundown wouldn't be
Worth nothing if it wasn't near me
All things tend towards entropy
But the golden burns the light forever
How many lips
In search of romance
Became bleeding crimson pomegranates
By the smoothest hand of a Renaissance Man
But babe there's no one
With a touch like yours
Of all the loves I had before you
The warmest was a light canary
And of all the sunsets I have known
The sweetest belongs to a cherry
Still the sundown wouldn't be
Worth nothing if it wasn't near me
All things tend towards entropy
But the golden burns the light forever
The first kiss I ever shared with you
The colors of a deep indigo
In the morning your lips were cobalt blue
Oh I don't know
Where the time goes
Of all the loves I had before you
The warmest was a light canary
And of all the sunsets I have known
The sweetest belongs to a cherry
Still the sundown wouldn't be
Worth nothing if it wasn't near me
All things tend towards entropy
But the golden burns the light forever
How many lips
In search of romance
Became bleeding crimson pomegranates
By the smoothest hand of a Renaissance Man
But babe there's no one
With a touch like yours
Of all the loves I had before you
The warmest was a light canary
And of all the sunsets I have known
The sweetest belongs to a cherry
Still the sundown wouldn't be
Worth nothing if it wasn't near me
All things tend towards entropy
But the golden burns the light forever
The first kiss I ever shared with you
The colors of a deep indigo
In the morning your lips were cobalt blue
Oh I don't know
Where the time goes
Of all the loves I had before you
The warmest was a light canary
And of all the sunsets I have known
The sweetest belongs to a cherry
Still the sundown wouldn't be
Worth nothing if it wasn't near me
All things tend towards entropy
But the golden burns the light forever
How many lips
In search of romance
Became bleeding crimson pomegranates
By the smoothest hand of a Renaissance Man
But babe there's no one
With a touch like yours
Of all the loves I had before you
The warmest was a light canary
And of all the sunsets I have known
The sweetest belongs to a cherry
Still the sundown wouldn't be
Worth nothing if it wasn't near me
All things tend towards entropy
But the golden burns the light forever