| Song | Silver Bullet |
| Artist | Alpha |
| Album | The Sky Is Mine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Was that smile meant for me | |
| Are my eyes too tired to see | |
| Terrified and paralysed | |
| Mesmerised and hypnotised | |
| Why do you have to sit so near | |
| What’s this ringing in my ears | |
| Knowingly and willingly | |
| Silently and tenderly | |
| How can i eat when my mouth screams to touch you | |
| Tortured in sleep, dreams content to explore you | |
| Were you only being kind, when i brushed your lips with mine | |
| Longing now to touch your skin, ashamed of my imagining | |
| Circling around, senses only betray me | |
| Heady as wine, eyes that intoxicate me | |
| I suppose it’s just the situation | |
| Too confined to my imagination | |
| But… somewhere | |
| Was that smile meant for me | |
| Are my eyes too tired | |
| Terrified and paralysed | |
| Mesmerised and hypnotised |
| Was that smile meant for me | |
| Are my eyes too tired to see | |
| Terrified and paralysed | |
| Mesmerised and hypnotised | |
| Why do you have to sit so near | |
| What' s this ringing in my ears | |
| Knowingly and willingly | |
| Silently and tenderly | |
| How can i eat when my mouth screams to touch you | |
| Tortured in sleep, dreams content to explore you | |
| Were you only being kind, when i brushed your lips with mine | |
| Longing now to touch your skin, ashamed of my imagining | |
| Circling around, senses only betray me | |
| Heady as wine, eyes that intoxicate me | |
| I suppose it' s just the situation | |
| Too confined to my imagination | |
| But somewhere | |
| Was that smile meant for me | |
| Are my eyes too tired | |
| Terrified and paralysed | |
| Mesmerised and hypnotised |
| Was that smile meant for me | |
| Are my eyes too tired to see | |
| Terrified and paralysed | |
| Mesmerised and hypnotised | |
| Why do you have to sit so near | |
| What' s this ringing in my ears | |
| Knowingly and willingly | |
| Silently and tenderly | |
| How can i eat when my mouth screams to touch you | |
| Tortured in sleep, dreams content to explore you | |
| Were you only being kind, when i brushed your lips with mine | |
| Longing now to touch your skin, ashamed of my imagining | |
| Circling around, senses only betray me | |
| Heady as wine, eyes that intoxicate me | |
| I suppose it' s just the situation | |
| Too confined to my imagination | |
| But somewhere | |
| Was that smile meant for me | |
| Are my eyes too tired | |
| Terrified and paralysed | |
| Mesmerised and hypnotised |