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Hallo Leute,
hier ist der Text zum Song, den ihr hier hören könnt: https://www.musiker-board.de/hoerproben-singer-songwriter-voc/524209-ordinary-life.html#post6365120
Textlich fertig und bis auf eventuelle Feinheiten möchte ich nicht mehr viel dran ändern.
Ordinary Life
A chilly winter night
a handful glow drops from the sky
melts into a milky window
lights a pair wide open eyes.
And she's landing at my footend
in scattering reflections.
Spreads a warmth upon my head.
A pair of soft hands in her lap
a bunch of sunrays in her fingers
every single one of them
possible story of our
Lifes, from another point of view
and I'm led into the
Spirit of an ordinary life.
Windows wide open to the sky.
All the self-abondonment
with all the wait for no-returns
nursing doubts about me.
I wished I was special
She's telling with her voice
low and softly.
I thought everything to know
but how to say what's right or
wrong, before I heard my being's story to the end.
before I seen it from the outside?
Lifes, rightly told by someone else
still surprising with a
Fullness of an ordinary life.
Windows wide open to all sides.
All the self-abondonment
with all the wait for no-returns
nursing doubts about me.
I wished I was special
or otherwise someone else
or otherwise someone else
or otherwise someone else
or otherwise someone else
With a warm and breathy smile
she invites to find myself for someone special.
And she droves back to the sky.
In a chilly winter night.
hier ist der Text zum Song, den ihr hier hören könnt: https://www.musiker-board.de/hoerproben-singer-songwriter-voc/524209-ordinary-life.html#post6365120
Textlich fertig und bis auf eventuelle Feinheiten möchte ich nicht mehr viel dran ändern.
Ordinary Life
A chilly winter night
a handful glow drops from the sky
melts into a milky window
lights a pair wide open eyes.
And she's landing at my footend
in scattering reflections.
Spreads a warmth upon my head.
A pair of soft hands in her lap
a bunch of sunrays in her fingers
every single one of them
possible story of our
Lifes, from another point of view
and I'm led into the
Spirit of an ordinary life.
Windows wide open to the sky.
All the self-abondonment
with all the wait for no-returns
nursing doubts about me.
I wished I was special
She's telling with her voice
low and softly.
I thought everything to know
but how to say what's right or
wrong, before I heard my being's story to the end.
before I seen it from the outside?
Lifes, rightly told by someone else
still surprising with a
Fullness of an ordinary life.
Windows wide open to all sides.
All the self-abondonment
with all the wait for no-returns
nursing doubts about me.
I wished I was special
or otherwise someone else
or otherwise someone else
or otherwise someone else
or otherwise someone else
With a warm and breathy smile
she invites to find myself for someone special.
And she droves back to the sky.
In a chilly winter night.
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