Juano Lippi: Music
Inside
(Juano Lippi)
February 1, 2008
Copyright 2008 J.C. Lippi
Beautiful has fallen down, she fell so low she's beneath the ground, and nothing is going to bring her habits home. And I... don't know why I try to find my way back to your arms.
And when I dream, I dream of you, I wish I had a simple clue, about how you must feel when you're alone. And I... don't know why I try to find my way back to your song.
And every time I look at my reflection, it shatters me inside, oh my.
Life is not an absolute, unless you're buying, then we'll pollute, we'll find the buzz come creeping down Ludlow Street. And you... wonder why I try to find my way back to your smile.
I used to wear some nicer clothes, I'm sure I had a smaller nose, isn't it funny how life just sneaks on by. And you... wonder why I never really say what's on my mind.
And every time I look at my reflection, it shatters me inside, your eyes.
Beautiful has flown away, she flew so high she forgot her way, and nothing is going to bring her pale face home. And I... don't know why I try to find my way back to your arms...
Your Arms