Sputnik Songtext
von Nanna Bryndís Hilmarsdóttir

Bedroom eyes, I′m hoping we can stay here
For a moment, undercover, black lemons
Fall asleep to television
Is it romance, is it torture
When you give me black lemons in a drought?

Simple rules, ah-ooh, we don't talk
But not talking to you, ah-ooh, I feel lost

How did we get from crashing in bed
To crashing and burning out?
How did we get here?
How did we get here?


Bedroom eyes, are you coping?
Ain′t it silly to be nervous
When we used to feel hopeless?
Fall asleep, repetition
Dream of someone in the water
But you give me black lemons with your doubt

Simple rules, ah-ooh, we don't talk
But not talking to you, ah-ooh, I feel lost

How did we get from crashing in bed
To crashing and burning out?
How did we get here?
How did we get here?