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Asha Ali - Warm Fronts lyrics
It's been a while a while that wouldn't move in my pace for long your door gave me the cold hand when I came knocking with words to grant so I undressed an illusion, made you aware of your apparent confusion And now the warm fronts await your arrival And on this train tonight I accept your departure you see that, this saturday night won't let me stall No it's not gonna let me get any kind of sleep at all Fingerprints still warm on my skin But I'm too old now to forget where I've been And it was never a matter of being blind Or finding walls to hide behind And now the warm fronts await your arrival And on this train tonight I accept your departure you see that, this saturday night won't let me stall No it's not gonna let me get any kind of sleep at all And I walked around you with a hunch on my back In the end I sat right down and I thought you through And there it was, it was me and you Lord won't someone help me, 'cause this surely cannot be true And now the warm fronts await your arrival And on this train tonight I accept your departure you see that, this saturday night won't let me stall No it's not gonna let me get any kind of sleep at all All the warm fronts await your arrival And on this train tonight I accept your departure you see that, this saturday night won't let me stall No it's not gonna let me get any kind of sleep at all |
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