normal people (2020) as folklore songs; a thread
we always walked a very thin line
you didn& #39;t even hear me out
you never gave a warning sign
all this time
i never learned to read your mind
you didn& #39;t even hear me out
you never gave a warning sign
all this time
i never learned to read your mind
in the garden would you trust me
if i told you it was just a summer thing?
i& #39;m only seventeen, i don& #39;t know anything
but i know i miss you
if i told you it was just a summer thing?
i& #39;m only seventeen, i don& #39;t know anything
but i know i miss you
i was walking home on broken cobblestones
just thinking of you
[...]
the only thing i wanna do
is make it up to you
just thinking of you
[...]
the only thing i wanna do
is make it up to you
i knew you& #39;d miss me once the thrill expired
and you& #39;d be standin& #39; in my front porch light
and I knew you& #39;d come back to me
and you& #39;d be standin& #39; in my front porch light
and I knew you& #39;d come back to me
i& #39;m still a believer, but i don& #39;t know why
i& #39;ve never been a natural, all i do is try, try, try
i& #39;m still on that trapeze
i& #39;ve never been a natural, all i do is try, try, try
i& #39;m still on that trapeze
cross your heart, won& #39;t tell no other
[...]
your braids like a pattern
love you to the moon and to saturn
[...]
your braids like a pattern
love you to the moon and to saturn
salt air, and the rust on your door
i never needed anything more
whispers of: & #39;are you sure?& #39;
never have i ever before
i never needed anything more
whispers of: & #39;are you sure?& #39;
never have i ever before
and it& #39;s hard to be at a party when i feel like an open wound
it& #39;s hard to be anywhere these days when all i want is you
you& #39;re a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town
it& #39;s hard to be anywhere these days when all i want is you
you& #39;re a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town
and that& #39;s the thing about illicit affairs
and clandestine meetings and longing stares
it& #39;s born from just one single glance
and clandestine meetings and longing stares
it& #39;s born from just one single glance
i persist and resist the temptation to ask you
if one thing had been different
would everything be different today?
if one thing had been different
would everything be different today?