Testo Los Angeles

Los Angeles 3:33, nothing on the stereo
Dirty tea, you're like the Mona Lisa, smiling in the half-light
Mysteriously, but seriously

I'd follow you forever
Even without looking
You call, we come together
Even without speaking You sang for me
You sang for me

The picture box is full, and we are kissing in a fistful
Of fragments falling down
I throw them up, and I watch them hit the ground like snow
Amputated dimension of the physical
Melting image without sound

Park Avenue 838, waving to my best friend
Like a soldier at the gate in tears
Feels like it's been ten years, has it only been two years?

Two years feels like forever
But I know you without looking You call, we come together
Even without speaking
You sang for me
You sang for me

The ocean is bright and blue, and it opens to you every day
It took you in when I pushed you away
It was your lover, it was your mother
And there is so much that I wish I could've been for you somehow
But we don't need to talk about that now
We're finally in a good place, meeting face to face

On an airplane, 27D
Crossing the Grand Canyon, but I can't see
I'm heading home from somewhere that I can't be
Remembering everything

I'll follow you forever
Even without looking
You call, we come together
Even without speaking
I can tell what you are thinking
Even without saying
We dream our dreams together
Even without laying in the same bed
And you sang for me
You sang for me

You sang for me
You sang for me