Frozen blue feet on the ground
Cold behind dead eyes
Skin tastin’ the asphalt
Froze my time with her sight
Does anyone know who she is
She left home without notice
Years ago
Ignorance is bliss
Praise the sun for blurring my sight
Happy people rather stay in the dark
Till you have to face some stormy clouds
Make your own light
She told me about her story
Where she go, Where she from
She’s missing warm
Short summer nights
Frozen blue feet on the ground
I look in her eyes
Who’s to blame
My own shame
Praise the sun for blurring my sight
Happy people rather stay in the dark
Till you have to face some stormy clouds
Make your own light
credits
from Somehow,
track released April 6, 2017
Composition: Alexandre Galinié
Lyrics: Stacy Claire