Emilíana Torrini
Blood Red
I want a car
In red
Without a roof
Blood red
Goes so fast
My lipstick runs
Down river
Instead
I stay a while longer
So restricted
I know too much
Am so affected
This winding hours
Belong to strangers
This lo
This lo
Ooh, come the days and mountains
That you're wasting lazily around the bend and
Mind your head you're so cut up
I see the scene is running free
You don't know that you sang this whole evening
And I believed in this song
Oh this song is like a breeze is coming
I want to be
In your bed
Against your skin
Where sun spills
And move like currents
In wild storms
Down river
Ooh, come the days and mountains
That you're wasting lazily around the bend and
Ooooo
Ooooo
Mind your head you're so cut up
I see the scene is running free
You don't know that you sang this whole evening
And I believed in this song
Oh this song is like a breeze is coming
Fires burn in golden plates
You're the oil, I'm the flame
I'm alive the night calls
Stars align my mind roars
Oooooo
Oooooo...