Paroles de la chanson Footfall to the Path par Jesca Hoop
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Paroles de la chanson Footfall to the Path par Jesca Hoop
As every hand I've ever held
Like water moves from me
And every mouth I've ever kissed
Like open doors closing
When you say hello, I hear goodbye
And feel your hand in mine
When my empty bed is cold again
You're sleeping by my side
Goodbye moon, goodbye sun, goodbye moon
Goodbye sun, goodbye moon, goodbye sun
As every roof and wooden floor
Once turned to dust, you'll see
That every route drawn to the door
Like water moves from me
And every mouth I've ever kissed
Like open doors closing
When you say hello, I hear goodbye
And feel your hand in mine
When my empty bed is cold again
You're sleeping by my side
Goodbye moon, goodbye sun, goodbye moon
Goodbye sun, goodbye moon, goodbye sun
As every roof and wooden floor
Once turned to dust, you'll see
That every route drawn to the door
To home no longer lead
When you say goodbye, I hear hello
And cross the wet threshold
When I grave to fear the sun again
I lengthen my shadow
Hello moon, hello sun, hello moon
Hello sun, hello moon, hello sun
Why love if loving never lasts?
I'll never have what I'll always have
Palm pushing fist into the past
I'll never have what I'll always have
Why love if loving never lasts?
I'll never have what I'll always have
Nowhere but footfall to the path
I'll never have what I'll always have
When you say goodbye, I hear hello
And cross the wet threshold
When I grave to fear the sun again
I lengthen my shadow
Hello moon, hello sun, hello moon
Hello sun, hello moon, hello sun
Why love if loving never lasts?
I'll never have what I'll always have
Palm pushing fist into the past
I'll never have what I'll always have
Why love if loving never lasts?
I'll never have what I'll always have
Nowhere but footfall to the path
I'll never have what I'll always have
Nothing grasp nothing
As every breath leaves every breast
So every step leaves stone
Somehow stone once held fire
But leaves nothing to hold
To hold, to hold, to hold
To hold, to hold, to hold
As every breath leaves every breast
So every step leaves stone
Somehow stone once held fire
But leaves nothing to hold
To hold, to hold, to hold
To hold, to hold, to hold
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