Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast Songtext
von Emma Wallace

As I watch the morning turn light
And sweep away all the crumbs of the night
I′m trying to summon my logical powers
But they aren't used to being awake at these hours

Your hair smells like the sea
Your skin tastes like cream
Your ears are perfection
Your mouth is confection
All that you do disarms
Yet you′re here in my arms
An impossible thing, well,
Six impossible things


As I watch your breath rise and fall
It makes me wonder how I'm here at all
Not here on earth, though I wonder that too
But how did I get to be the one here with you

Your hair smells like the sea
Your skin tastes like cream
Your ears are perfection
Your mouth is confection
All that you do disarms
Yet you're here in my arms
An impossible thing, well,
Six impossible things

As I watch your lash rest on your cheek
I know I could ponder for 82 weeks
But in the end I just have to believe
Impossibilities I can′t conceive

An impossible thing
Six impossible things