You’re frozen in the doorway, stalling
Ignoring every lighthouse calling
One step forward, then you stop
Waiting for the beat to drop.
Sweet talk to my face,
Dirty talk behind my back
Your wings are just a fake,
Cotton clouds are turning black.
(Turning black...Ah-Ha)
Who you were and who you are
The memory is just too far
You lost the spark, you lost the aim
Forgot the girl behind the name.
Sweet talk to my face,
Dirty talk behind my back
Your wings are just a fake,
Cotton clouds are turning black. (Ah-Ha...)
Sweet talk to my face,
Dirty talk behind my back
Your wings are just a fake,
Cotton clouds are turning black. (Ah-Ha...)
You’re frozen in the doorway, stalling...
Ignoring every lighthouse calling...
(No choice was made)
Cotton Clouds...
© Copyright: Павел Хамидулов, 2026
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