Song | Lenslife |
Artist | Fanfarlo |
Album | Rooms Filled With Light |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I'm running down the stairs | |
I'm running down the stairs | |
I'm running down the stairs to catch it, trap it in a lens | |
Don't let it get away | |
It's in my photo books, it's in my memoirs | |
It fills the cupboards, I'm beginning to wonder where it's from… | |
Oh it's all caught on tape | |
It's in my photo books, it's in my memoirs | |
It fills the cupboards, I'm beginning to wonder where it's from… | |
Just don't let it get away | |
And one day I can say that I lived it all | |
And one day I can say that I remember it | |
And one day I can say that I've got hard evidence | |
We have a better chance on paper so we catalogue our lives | |
Our lenses and our eyes are synchronised now anyhow | |
Prefer reflections and the things that you can fit within a page | |
Just don't let it get away | |
And one day... |
I' m running down the stairs | |
I' m running down the stairs | |
I' m running down the stairs to catch it, trap it in a lens | |
Don' t let it get away | |
It' s in my photo books, it' s in my memoirs | |
It fills the cupboards, I' m beginning to wonder where it' s from | |
Oh it' s all caught on tape | |
It' s in my photo books, it' s in my memoirs | |
It fills the cupboards, I' m beginning to wonder where it' s from | |
Just don' t let it get away | |
And one day I can say that I lived it all | |
And one day I can say that I remember it | |
And one day I can say that I' ve got hard evidence | |
We have a better chance on paper so we catalogue our lives | |
Our lenses and our eyes are synchronised now anyhow | |
Prefer reflections and the things that you can fit within a page | |
Just don' t let it get away | |
And one day... |
I' m running down the stairs | |
I' m running down the stairs | |
I' m running down the stairs to catch it, trap it in a lens | |
Don' t let it get away | |
It' s in my photo books, it' s in my memoirs | |
It fills the cupboards, I' m beginning to wonder where it' s from | |
Oh it' s all caught on tape | |
It' s in my photo books, it' s in my memoirs | |
It fills the cupboards, I' m beginning to wonder where it' s from | |
Just don' t let it get away | |
And one day I can say that I lived it all | |
And one day I can say that I remember it | |
And one day I can say that I' ve got hard evidence | |
We have a better chance on paper so we catalogue our lives | |
Our lenses and our eyes are synchronised now anyhow | |
Prefer reflections and the things that you can fit within a page | |
Just don' t let it get away | |
And one day... |