Story Behind the Song
The song took a few months to write. Millions of recordings made, trillions of takes.
Lyrics
I saw him spinning out of time,
Like a melody that was not his or mine,
But still I chased him to the ridge,
Where we first kissed that time beside the ridge,
And you'd wonder if I'd be the one,
Each time we'd spend beneath the melting sun.
Quiet songs,
Is what we'd, always sing,
Quiet songs to bring,
You back again, to me.
And they'd not understand, why the kisses were not there,
Or why you never seemed to hold my hand,
But I know that you loved me,
And though it wasn't shown I'd let it be.
But now you've,
Gone away, it seems you've,
Gone away,
And songs could never make you stay, with me.
Quiet Songs, is what we'd,
Always sing,
Quiet songs to bring you back again, to me.
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