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Fallulah

Dried-Out Cities

 

Dried-Out Cities

(album: Escapism - 2013)


Someone to watch over me
I couldn't ask you for more
Why do I long to be free
But cry when you walk out the door

You got me going round like a record now
I wanna show my love but I don't know how
I know that I'm a mess but I pray you'll stick around

Take me to your downtown rivers
In your dried-out cities
I could compromise my rhythm
So we both go slow

Take me to your tree tops, growing up
In your dried-out cities
If you get my heart it'll never stop
But we'll both go slow

(Ooooooohh, ooooooohh)

Lovers get lost in the sky
Gone in a blink of an eye
Let's make our own legacy
Chiseled in stone we will be

You got me going round like a record, babe
It's coming over me a like a sudden wave
I know that I'm a mess but I hope that you'll stay

Take me to your downtown rivers
In your dried-out cities
I could compromise my rhythm
So we both go slow

Take me to your tree tops, growing up
In your dried-out cities
If you get my heart it'll never stop
But we'll both go slow

(Ooooooohh, ooooooohh)

Take me to your downtown rivers
Turn me to a sea of sugars
Everything I see is clearer when the lights are low

Take me to your dried-out cities
Everything you see is pretty
I can see it all through your eyes
Like they're my own

Take me to your downtown rivers
In your dried-out cities
I could compromise my rhythm
So we both go slow

Take me to your tree tops, growing up
In your dried-out cities
If you get my heart it'll never stop
But we'll both go slow

(Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa)

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