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Song written and arranged by Unquote
I’d stop chasing waves if they crashed right into you,
and I’d swim out ’till I drowned ’till all I saw was blue.
And I hope my dear that you will follow soon,
because I will be waiting there with matching anchorshoes.
I’m just too afraid to lose myself somewhere between the lines,
That I have chosen to decorate my thoughts.
All this hope’s killed in the end,
I can say that I lost completeness.
Project catching-keeping failed.
I’d stop chasing waves if they crashed right into you,
and I’d swim out till I drowned till all I saw was blue.
I’d stop holding on to this very moments in my life.
All I ever had will be sold on a million ships,
while my feet stuck to the bottom of the ocean.
What’s the point in catching the most beautiful butterfly,
if the slightest touch could kill.
and I’d swim out ’till I drowned ’till all I saw was blue.
And I hope my dear that you will follow soon,
because I will be waiting there with matching anchorshoes.
I’m just too afraid to lose myself somewhere between the lines,
That I have chosen to decorate my thoughts.
All this hope’s killed in the end,
I can say that I lost completeness.
Project catching-keeping failed.
I’d stop chasing waves if they crashed right into you,
and I’d swim out till I drowned till all I saw was blue.
I’d stop holding on to this very moments in my life.
All I ever had will be sold on a million ships,
while my feet stuck to the bottom of the ocean.
What’s the point in catching the most beautiful butterfly,
if the slightest touch could kill.
