Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Turah Asasai
Songwriter:in
Ray Jack Masilobo
Songwriter:in
Larry Yobby
Songwriter:in
Henry Balausi
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Baka Solomon
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Mmm
Lately it's 7:30
I was still dreaming of you
Wake up by the sound of that pouring rain
Cool breeze swiftly creeping my window
Thinking but the clock is still ticking
Listening by the sound of that pouring rain
As the thunder strike
And the lightning flash like a root
On my roof yeah yeah
Dreaming but still the ghost of our past
Won't last like a shadow
Right by your side
Mmm
Sometimes things we say sarcastically
Are what we are really thinking deep down
As the thunder strike
Flash like a root on my roof
Still dream of you
Sometimes things we say sarcastically
Are what we are really thinking deep down
As the thunder strike
Flash like a root on my roof
Still dream of you woo yeah oh no yeah
Still dream of you
Well it's a short wrath note
Incase you've even heard
But I thank the hardest part of holding you on
Is to letting you go
Hell it's a shot sharp rapport
Incase you've even heard
But I think the hardest part of holding you on
Is to letting you know
Coz you're my cynosure melancholy dystopia
It's like an arbitrary version break-in
Through the walls of my nightmare.
As the thunder strike
And the lightning flash like a root
On my roof yeah yeah
Dreaming but still the ghost of our past
Won't last like a shadow
Right by your side
Mmm
Sometimes things we say sarcastically
Are what we are really thinking deep down
As the thunder strike
Flash like a root on my roof
Still dream of you
Sometimes things we say sarcastically
Are what we are really thinking deep down
As the thunder strike
Flash like a root on my roof
Still dream of you woo yeah oh no babe
One of the biggest flows of people are
Pretending to be blind
To their on mistakes
But do not pretend deaf towards
The mistakes of others now
Woo woo woo woo woo yeah
Sometimes we have to move backwards
To get step forward
We've struggle to survive not to succumb
My eyes hurts from crying
My heart hurts from trying
My soul hurts from praying
Yeah
(Yeah)
Sometimes things we say sarcastically
Are what we are really thinking deep down
As the thunder strike
(As the thunder strike)
Flash like a root on my roof
(Flash like a root on my roof)
(Yeah)
Still dream of you
Sometimes things we say (Woo)sarcastically
Are what we are really thinking deep down
As the thunder strike (As the thunder strike)
Flash like a root on my roof (Flash like a root on my roof)
Still dream of you baby (Still dream of you baby)
Still dream of you baby (Still dream of you)
Still dream of you woo yeah oh no
Written by: Henry Balausi, Larry Yobby, Ray Jack Masilobo, Turah Asasai
