Song | Comets |
Artist | Piano Magic |
Album | The troubled sleep of piano magic |
Came to London to find myself but in ten million people | |
Where do you start? | |
Drunk at a party | |
You asked me if I was someone else and I say | |
"Yeah, if it helps you, I won't be myself" | |
Like Japanese poets who capture a Summer in only three lines | |
With just one kiss | |
I want to tell you but it takes all night | |
You just can't wait for the right time because like comets | |
It could be the last time | |
You should always tell them you love them | |
In case you never see them again |