Mikomo
Those Old Western Films

My lonely one
I'll scorch forever more under your sun
I sing to you
Mirrors of my mind way overdue

Tomorrow turns to yesterday
I still recall those times in May
You spoke to me in a language I could feel

Our senses sang in unison
I couldn't fight the itch for long
I ended up with my head over my heels

Sometimes we long to forget, but still remember it all
Please blow my mind
Tremor turns into quake; we stumble and fall
Far and further behind

The day your eyes met mine
Felt so fine, sent shivers down my spine
Your hair formed a frame
An outlook for a soul, more wild than tame

It's a radiation, deviation
Downhearted love sensation
Harboured in the corner of an eye

The act of movement sets me free
Some distance between you and me
Listen, as I mourn my last goodbye;

Do you remember our day in the rain
Under the beech wood tree
It felt like time had just begun
You were soul glue for me

Can you recall our strolls in the park
Birds and trains down the lane
We communed until it got dark
In a feverish flame

We love those old western films
With The Man with No Name
And sought the sounds of the sea
You were the Catcher in my Rye
A living lifeline to me

Mon ami


Mirror lyrics:

Mon ami

A living lifeline to me
You were the Catcher in my Rye
And sought the sounds of the sea
With The Man with No Name
We love those old western films

In a feverish flame
We communed until it got dark
Birds and trains down the lane
Can you recall our strolls in the park

You were soul glue for me
It felt like time had just begun
Under the beech wood tree
Do you remember our day in the rain

Listen, as I mourn my last goodbye;
Some distance between you and me
The act of movement sets me free

Harboured in the corner of an eye
Downhearted love sensation
It's a radiation, deviation

An outlook for a soul, more wild than tame
Your hair formed a frame
Felt so fine, sent shivers down my spine
The day your eyes met mine

Far and further behind
Tremor turns into quake; we stumble and fall
Please blow my mind
Sometimes we long to forget, but still remember it all

I ended up with my head over my heels
I couldn't fight the itch for long
Our senses sang in unison

You spoke to me in a language I could feel
I still recall those times in May
Tomorrow turns to yesterday

Mirrors of my mind way overdue
I sing to you
I'll scorch forever more under your sun
My lonely one


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