Song | Breath Makes Smoke |
Artist | Halou |
Album | Sawtooth EP |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Breath makes smoke | |
Air that smells like snow | |
Won’t you ever come? | |
As sun sets, trees make silhouettes | |
Then disappear from view | |
Night sounds heard | |
Between traffic bursts | |
Are growing louder now | |
I stare through the night for familiar headlights | |
But they never come | |
And it illustrates for me how very far I’ve come | |
It’s not just my body I am trying to keep warm | |
And the stoplights turn | |
Just about three hundred times | |
And headlights shine on me | |
But none belong to you |
Breath makes smoke | |
Air that smells like snow | |
Won' t you ever come? | |
As sun sets, trees make silhouettes | |
Then disappear from view | |
Night sounds heard | |
Between traffic bursts | |
Are growing louder now | |
I stare through the night for familiar headlights | |
But they never come | |
And it illustrates for me how very far I' ve come | |
It' s not just my body I am trying to keep warm | |
And the stoplights turn | |
Just about three hundred times | |
And headlights shine on me | |
But none belong to you |
Breath makes smoke | |
Air that smells like snow | |
Won' t you ever come? | |
As sun sets, trees make silhouettes | |
Then disappear from view | |
Night sounds heard | |
Between traffic bursts | |
Are growing louder now | |
I stare through the night for familiar headlights | |
But they never come | |
And it illustrates for me how very far I' ve come | |
It' s not just my body I am trying to keep warm | |
And the stoplights turn | |
Just about three hundred times | |
And headlights shine on me | |
But none belong to you |