Mathilde Santing - Too Big For Me
I still have memories of birthdays long ago
you would light all the candles
said the wind would help me blow
as if I didn't know
When I grew older there were sundays on the shore
no more riding your shoulders
we would talk and walk some more
Goodbyes at my frontdoor
At the top of the stairs
I just found a pair of shoes
too big for me
probably right for you
Tried your coat on in the hall
touches the ground as I stand tall
Too big for me
Probably right for you I dreamt I saw you
on a bus somewhere in town
your eyes just fell upon me
I stumbled and felt like a clown
your eyes just tore me down
You were my hero
my sun, my rain, my moon
Aad the few true loves of my life
they look quite a bit like you
those shoes might fit them too
There's a box up in my room
with gloves, a hat, a bow-tie too
too big for me
probably right for you
Imagine me going to the ball
races my heart, makes me feel like a fool
for a one, two, three
now won't you come dance with me
Waltzing in circles
my head on your shoulder
Waltzing the room spins
spinning my head
Round and round and round and round
we go
At the top of the stairs
I just found a pair of shoes
too big for me
probably right for you
Tried your coat on in the hall
touches the ground as I stand tall
too big for me
probably right for you
probably right for you
probably right for you
you would light all the candles
said the wind would help me blow
as if I didn't know
When I grew older there were sundays on the shore
no more riding your shoulders
we would talk and walk some more
Goodbyes at my frontdoor
At the top of the stairs
I just found a pair of shoes
too big for me
probably right for you
Tried your coat on in the hall
touches the ground as I stand tall
Too big for me
Probably right for you I dreamt I saw you
on a bus somewhere in town
your eyes just fell upon me
I stumbled and felt like a clown
your eyes just tore me down
You were my hero
my sun, my rain, my moon
Aad the few true loves of my life
they look quite a bit like you
those shoes might fit them too
There's a box up in my room
with gloves, a hat, a bow-tie too
too big for me
probably right for you
Imagine me going to the ball
races my heart, makes me feel like a fool
for a one, two, three
now won't you come dance with me
Waltzing in circles
my head on your shoulder
Waltzing the room spins
spinning my head
Round and round and round and round
we go
At the top of the stairs
I just found a pair of shoes
too big for me
probably right for you
Tried your coat on in the hall
touches the ground as I stand tall
too big for me
probably right for you
probably right for you
probably right for you
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