Touriste Lyrics
Your Move Lyrics
Your deep set eyes, are like two sinking ships
In your useless tears that clear like ocean mist
And from your book of life, you read your favourite lines
Read me your favourite line, your favourite line
You had to settle in, ready to make your mark
I was gone before you even had a chance
To pull me up and try to drag me down
Remember now, we are what makes you count
We are what makes you count, what makes you count
And from your book of life, you read your favourite lines
Read me your favourite line...
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