The Symphony کے بول

Wooden floors, wooden floors whisper And they creak under your sockless feet A secret door, a door undiscovered You knock so gently in case you're heard A record plays a song that you've not heard It is perfect, it is home Everything, now everything's different It is sweeter on your tongue Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream And the engine's more a sigh than a scream And your ghosts look more like angels from there And the coast comes like a raft of warm air [x2] A symphony, slow music of longing Plays in movements inside your head There are no ghosts, no ghosts that can shake you Like they used to, anymore Cause you can see the road ahead in your dream And the engine's more a sigh than a scream Courtesy of lyricshall.com And your ghosts look more like angels from there And the coast comes like a raft of warm air You can see the road ahead in your dream And the engine's more a sigh than a scream And your ghosts look more like angels from there And the coast comes like a raft of warm air If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get If this is all you ever asked for Then this is all you'll get