Wishful Thinking Songtext
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Wishful Thinking Songtext
Promise me
That there′s a possibility
That we'll try again under different circumstances
You know what the yogis say in L.A.
Love yourself before you love someone else
Lost for words
Lost in a fantasy
Trying to set my heartache to a strange melody
When she sleeps
And when she smiles
I can see her as a happy child
Hardly awake I′m already daydreaming,
Scheming how I can keep you from leaving me
Don't you feel that we can still learn from each other?
Oh how I wish we'd met when we were younger
"Wouldn′t it be nice" but the other way around
In a time before the world had started pulling you under
Hide and seek
A shy kiss on the cheek
Drowning in your ocean-coloured eyes
The smell of sunscreen on your skin
I wonder how it would have been
Remember sitting in the kitchen one night?
Felt so close to you I almost cried
Hell, I don′t even know your sister
I miss you so much when I listen to
Phoebe-fucking-Bridgers
Oh how I wish we'd met when we were younger
"Wouldn′t it be nice" but the other way around
In a time before the world had started pulling you under
Oh I know she's already gone
Think I′ll have to bury my phone
Learn how to cope on my own
How can I find the will to move on?
That there′s a possibility
That we'll try again under different circumstances
You know what the yogis say in L.A.
Love yourself before you love someone else
Lost for words
Lost in a fantasy
Trying to set my heartache to a strange melody
When she sleeps
And when she smiles
I can see her as a happy child
Hardly awake I′m already daydreaming,
Scheming how I can keep you from leaving me
Don't you feel that we can still learn from each other?
Oh how I wish we'd met when we were younger
"Wouldn′t it be nice" but the other way around
In a time before the world had started pulling you under
Hide and seek
A shy kiss on the cheek
Drowning in your ocean-coloured eyes
The smell of sunscreen on your skin
I wonder how it would have been
Remember sitting in the kitchen one night?
Felt so close to you I almost cried
Hell, I don′t even know your sister
I miss you so much when I listen to
Phoebe-fucking-Bridgers
Oh how I wish we'd met when we were younger
"Wouldn′t it be nice" but the other way around
In a time before the world had started pulling you under
Oh I know she's already gone
Think I′ll have to bury my phone
Learn how to cope on my own
How can I find the will to move on?
Writer(s): Tobias Geberth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com