Vertaling van: Ali B - Woorden
It's just after four, and the door shuts.
She tried to sleep, but not knowing kept her awake
She hears him ask softly if she is awake
But she keeps her mouth shut
She prefers to keep her questions safely inside
Afraid the answer is that he found someone else
She swallows her words
She walks down the stairs, my god she is so beautiful.
The cold war she feels has thawed for him since long
He sees that she has blow-dried her hair
And that she is beautifully made up.
Just like she did for him in the beginning
He wants to say anyhing.
But it feels too late, so he swallows his words. She can barely see through the tears in her eyes
When she drives home again
She knows he can guess where she is
What seemed like warmth for a moment quickly turns into coldness and regret
They were arms, but not the arms she misses
And he could hit himself for all the times he
left her behind. That he took her love for granted,
he always has put his friends and his work first.
Because she was there anyway, and she wasn't going anywhere.
It's just after four, and the door shuts.
He tried to sleep, but soon gave up.
He feels that they are somewhere else tonight
Wasn't really with friends
But he doesn't want to know for sure
Hoping that her love will one day be the same again
He swallows his words.
She tried to sleep, but not knowing kept her awake
She hears him ask softly if she is awake
But she keeps her mouth shut
She prefers to keep her questions safely inside
Afraid the answer is that he found someone else
She swallows her words
She walks down the stairs, my god she is so beautiful.
The cold war she feels has thawed for him since long
He sees that she has blow-dried her hair
And that she is beautifully made up.
Just like she did for him in the beginning
He wants to say anyhing.
But it feels too late, so he swallows his words. She can barely see through the tears in her eyes
When she drives home again
She knows he can guess where she is
What seemed like warmth for a moment quickly turns into coldness and regret
They were arms, but not the arms she misses
And he could hit himself for all the times he
left her behind. That he took her love for granted,
he always has put his friends and his work first.
Because she was there anyway, and she wasn't going anywhere.
It's just after four, and the door shuts.
He tried to sleep, but soon gave up.
He feels that they are somewhere else tonight
Wasn't really with friends
But he doesn't want to know for sure
Hoping that her love will one day be the same again
He swallows his words.