Moments Lost

Текст песни Bob Theil - Moments Lost

Touching in silence
Our lives weaving tales in a tavern
As moments go longer
Turning, embraced in our dance

Your hand on the glass
Howled[?] in the spell
Of reflections of sounds
Carrying moments for now

Transfixed by the glancing
Of feelings that shone from your eyes
Searching for gladness
To lift high the sadness that's cast

Caught by chance
Movement slipped through the embers of night
To lie in a moment lost

Caught by chance
Movement slipped through the embers of night
To lie in a moment lost