The Attic歌词
Incubus - Anna-Molly
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A cloud hangs over this city by the sea
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be
Out there and sober as well from loneliness
Please do persist
Girl, it's time we met and made a mess
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic
A proof of the prize
Anna-Molly x3
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress
Wish you were here
I'm a wounded satellite
I need you now
Put me back together
Make me right
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic
A proof of the prize
Anna-Molly x3
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anna-Molly x2
Wait
There is a light
There is a fire
Illuminated attic
Fate, or something better?