When you drove down to the town
And put your brown shades down
To look after your hazel eyes
From the sprint of the quiet sunrise
Standing in the room that you were born in
Where your memory gets up in the morning
You kept that all in your head
But part of you never left
Oh luna, tell a story I don't already know
And do ya think about me in the day onthe low
And too ya, luna show the side you never show oh luna
Remember when we climb the tree
All of november down on my knees
Then you left me with trhe cold breeze
Cold breeze that blows overseas
Oh luna, tell a story I don't already know
And do ya think about me in the day onthe low
And too ya, luna show the side you never show oh luna
Sober Sound Record - Luna Lyrics
Sober Sound Record - Luna Lyrics
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When you drove down to the town
And put your brown shades down
To look after your hazel eyes
From the sprint of the quiet sunrise
Standing in the room that you were born in
Where your memory gets up in the morning
You kept that all in your head
But part of you never left
Oh luna, tell a story I don't already know
And do ya think about me in the day onthe low
And too ya, luna show the side you never show oh luna
Remember when we climb the tree
All of november down on my knees
Then you left me with trhe cold breeze
Cold breeze that blows overseas
Oh luna, tell a story I don't already know
And do ya think about me in the day onthe low
And too ya, luna show the side you never show oh luna
And put your brown shades down
To look after your hazel eyes
From the sprint of the quiet sunrise
Standing in the room that you were born in
Where your memory gets up in the morning
You kept that all in your head
But part of you never left
Oh luna, tell a story I don't already know
And do ya think about me in the day onthe low
And too ya, luna show the side you never show oh luna
Remember when we climb the tree
All of november down on my knees
Then you left me with trhe cold breeze
Cold breeze that blows overseas
Oh luna, tell a story I don't already know
And do ya think about me in the day onthe low
And too ya, luna show the side you never show oh luna
Writer: Nao Hasegawa O'Connor
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