Текст песни Move On

Late night stories Running naked, cutting through the breeze Kissing your eyes Walking onto our friends Catching stars and seas Presses up to me Whispers: Take me Soft skinned covered shells And the taste of bells To the atmos-greet I know I know Move on Move on Now it’s time to move on Move on Now it’s time to move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Fair chilled chocolates Sides of them are kissing through the clouds Looking as you sleep And gently on the side Start to fade away Leaving paper trails Don’t forget me, love Thanks to first and last I’m always in the past Run from what can hide I know, I know Move on Now it’s time to move on Move on Now it’s time to move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Move on Move on