Echoes

(альбом: The Old Days - 2022)

Room of mirrors
Faded lines
Ferris wheels
In my mind
Forgotten whispers
You left behind
Following me through the night

I wait for the morning
The colours are red
Feeling I'm falling
I've got echoes in my head
I hear you calling
You're under my skin
I'm letting you in

I know it's getting kinda late
But I can't wait
To hear you say my name again
I've been leaving paper trails
There in my wake
To lead you back to me
Again

I wait for the morning
The colours are red
Feeling I'm falling
I've got echoes in my head
I hear you calling
You're under my skin
I'm letting you in

I've got echoes in my head
I've got echoes in my head
I've got echoes in my head

There's a silence
All around
Swallowing up
Every sound
In the distance
I see a light
Wide awake
With open eyes

I wait for the morning
The colours are red
Feeling I'm falling
I've got echoes in my head
I hear you calling
You're under my skin
I'm letting you in

I know it's getting kinda late
But I can't wait
To hear you say my name again
I've been leaving paper trails
There in my wake
To lead you back to me
Again

I wait for the morning
The colours are red
Feeling I'm falling
I've got echoes in my head
I hear you calling
You're under my skin
I'm letting you in
I've got echoes in my head
I've got echoes in my head

Room of mirrors
Faded lines
Ferris wheels
In my mind
Forgotten whispers
You left behind
Following me through the night

I wait for the morning
The colours are red
Feeling I'm falling
I've got echoes in my head
I hear you calling
You're under my skin
I'm letting you in

I know it's getting kinda late
But I can't wait
To hear you say my name again
I've been leaving paper trails
There in my wake
To lead you back to me
Again

I wait for the morning
The colours are red
Feeling I'm falling
I've got echoes in my head
I hear you calling
You're under my skin
I'm letting you in
I've got echoes in my head