Nhạc sĩ: Daniel Bryer, Michael Patrick Kelly | Lời: Daniel Bryer, Michael Patrick Kelly
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Sometimes I hear your voice, tricking on my mind
People coffee in cars, they pass me by
Sometimes I wish I could call, and just say hi
And just say hi
I'm drowning out the noise, in a sliding door
There's a face in the bar,
I've seen before Sometimes I wish I could hold,
you one more time
I'm standing in the pouring rain,
nothing feels the same
I still see the traces of you in,
the cracks,
the crowds,
the little things
I still feel the traces on my skin,
the tracks,
the smiles,
and everything
It hurts sometimes to hear your echo,
in each street and place that I go
I still see the traces of you in,
the cracks,
the crowds,
the traces
There's something in these walls,
lighting up the hills
Something here in the silence that
you fill If only you'd let me know,
what's on your
mind
Unfinished conversation, what's it like
to see me now in this world, out from your eyes
Sometimes I swear that you're walking by my side
And standing in the pouring rain,
nothing feels the same
I still see the traces of you in,
the cracks,
the crowds,
the little things
I still feel the traces on my skin,
the tracks,
the smiles,
and everything
It hurts sometimes to hear your echo,
in each street and place that I go
I still see the traces of you in,
the cracks,
the crowds,
the traces
I still see the traces of you in,
the cracks,
the crowds,
the little things
I still feel the traces on my skin,
the tracks,
the smiles,
and everything
It hurts sometimes to hear your echo,
in each street and place that I go I still see the traces of you in,
the traces