Song | Eleven |
Artist | Miss Kittin |
Album | Calling From The Stars |
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Verse 1: | |
You whisper in my ear, words are never hurt | |
Do they really exist, or am I out of order? | |
And if he shows up here, just the way I prefer | |
You’re giving me a tear, like you never give up | |
Chorus: | |
Climbing on your thoughts to heaven | |
We don’t have to talk, we are even | |
Catch me if you can, need a rope | |
On a scale of ten, we are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
Verse 2: | |
Now we are floating here, hours after hours | |
Nothing interferes, erasing past and future | |
My only question is, where were you before? | |
Sweet dreams are made of this, it doesn’t matter anymore | |
Chorus: | |
Climbing on your thoughts to heaven | |
We don’t have to talk, we are even | |
Catch me if you can, need a roṗe | |
On a scale of ten, we are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven |
Verse 1: | |
You whisper in my ear, words are never hurt | |
Do they really exist, or am I out of order? | |
And if he shows up here, just the way I prefer | |
You' re giving me a tear, like you never give up | |
Chorus: | |
Climbing on your thoughts to heaven | |
We don' t have to talk, we are even | |
Catch me if you can, need a rope | |
On a scale of ten, we are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
Verse 2: | |
Now we are floating here, hours after hours | |
Nothing interferes, erasing past and future | |
My only question is, where were you before? | |
Sweet dreams are made of this, it doesn' t matter anymore | |
Chorus: | |
Climbing on your thoughts to heaven | |
We don' t have to talk, we are even | |
Catch me if you can, need a ro e | |
On a scale of ten, we are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven |
Verse 1: | |
You whisper in my ear, words are never hurt | |
Do they really exist, or am I out of order? | |
And if he shows up here, just the way I prefer | |
You' re giving me a tear, like you never give up | |
Chorus: | |
Climbing on your thoughts to heaven | |
We don' t have to talk, we are even | |
Catch me if you can, need a rope | |
On a scale of ten, we are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
Verse 2: | |
Now we are floating here, hours after hours | |
Nothing interferes, erasing past and future | |
My only question is, where were you before? | |
Sweet dreams are made of this, it doesn' t matter anymore | |
Chorus: | |
Climbing on your thoughts to heaven | |
We don' t have to talk, we are even | |
Catch me if you can, need a ro e | |
On a scale of ten, we are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven | |
We are eleven |