Idy - She\'s The Softest Sound In London lyrics

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Can't you see the sky is falling?<br />

As these porcelain clouds dismantle<br />

Into shards of our affection<br />

Raining on our secret scandal<br />

With a photo inside the cover<br />

Of her bible, of her lover<br />

She talks to God, but not her parents<br />

And I'm so in love with her appearance<br />

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Ooh, Ooh Ooh La La<br />

When she holds my hand<br />

I can't, can't, can't, just can't seem to catch my breath<br />

While I fall headfirst into the pavement<br />

It feels as if all my reason has left<br />

And, I couldn't tell her... <br />

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Can't you feel the tinge of sickness<br />

As it's seeping through your bloodstream<br />

You're warm as breath in December<br />

Yet you remain so serene<br />

I won't be home before I miss you<br />

You're in my thoughts like a plague<br />

A drug to my every function<br />

Honey, you're a state of grace<br />

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And I don't know why I would doubt you, <br />

Nothing feels the same without you...