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Певец: Tyler Ward

Песня: Red (OST Тепло наших тел)

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Loving her is like driving a new Maserati
Down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin,
Ending so suddenly
Loving her is like trying to change your mind
Once you’re already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright,
Just before they lose it all

Losing her was blue,
Like I’ve never known
Missing her was dark grey,
All alone
Forgetting her was like trying
To know somebody you never met
But loving her was red
Loving her was red

Touching her was like realizing
All you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing her was as easy as knowing
All the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with her was like
Trying to solve a crossword
And realizing there’s no right answer
Regretting her was like wishing you’d
Never found out that love could be that strong

Losing her was blue,
Like I’ve never known
Missing her was dark grey,
All alone
Forgetting her was like trying to know
Somebody you never met
But loving her was red
Loving her was red

Remembering her comes in flashbacks, in echoes
Tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go
But moving on from her is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
The red
Loving her was red

Loving her is like driving,
Like I’ve never known
Missing her was dark grey,
All alone
Forgetting her was like trying to know
Somebody you never met
But loving her was red
Loving her is like driving,
Like I’ve never known
Missing her was dark grey,
All alone
Forgetting her was like trying to know
Somebody you never met
But loving her was red
Loving her was red

Remembering her comes in flashbacks, in echoes
Tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go
But moving on from her is impossible
When I still see it all in my head