Elements taking over
Thinking it over
Of the moments that keep slipping away
Every now and then
The rocks seem to bend
To this idea I need to sustain
It'll take my whole frame
The slip that slipping
Over my eyes
The whispers I'm sipping
Sipping like a fine red wine
These feelings I'm feeling romanticizing
Introducing our romantic high
The wind breathes into my lungs
The story's finished before it's begun
Before it's even begun
I feel the water flowing through my veins
All the tree whispering, saying my middle name
What's a shame, what a shame
The slip that slipping
All over my eyes
The whispers I'm sipping
Sipping like a fine red wine
These feelings I'm feeling I'm romanticizing
Introducing our romantic high
The slip that slipping
All over my eyes
The whispers I'm sipping
Sipping like a fine red wine
These feelings I'm feeling I'm romanticizing
Introducing our romantic high