The Leftovers

The Leftovers - AaRON

Written by：Simon Buret/Olivier Coursier

Wasted and tired

Oh I'm so wasted and tired

We've lost the game

Dropped the case and said goodbye

Wasted and tired

Four letters of pure joy and sorrow

You gave me the big waves mysterious heart

Oh I regret nothing nothing

Still my heart is beating

Still my eyes do see

Strangers disguised as lovers

Same skin

But different feeling

We come and we're gone

Alone in the crowd

Would I ever feel so lonely

You tell me if I knew how do to fly

I I I I I I I

I'll walk over you

And on the things we'd do

I'll dream alone

No matter the storms and the leftovers

Our leftovers maybe

I I I I I I I

I'll dream of you

And on the things we'd do

I'll walk alone

No matter the storms and the leftovers

Our leftovers maybe

Western eyes

What will you look at now

This whispering city

Leads me to the gate of wanders

Where are we now

For we're nothing but tumbleweeds lost

I've never liked any cage

It's tattooed on my skin

And I'm a hard believer believe it

Still my heart is beating

Still my eyes do see

Strangers disguised as lovers

The same skin but different feeling

We come and we're gone

Alone in the crowd

Would I ever feel so lonely

You tell me

If I knew how do to fly

I I I I I I I

I'll walk over you

And on the things we'd do

I'll dream alone

No matter the storms and the leftovers

Our leftovers maybe

I I I I I I I

I'll dream of you

And on the things we'd do

I'll walk alone

No matter the bittersweet leftovers

Our leftovers maybe

Bittersweet leftovers

Bittersweet leftovers

Our leftovers maybe