My, my, my, look at you
Plays a horn that belonged to a man he never met and feels responsible for it
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.45
- vocal at
- 1.4s
- length
- 3:17
- language
- En
lyrics
Sunrise painting Lion's Head in gold Just like it did in days of old Walkin' past the baker, warm bread smell Remembering stories we used to tell Then I saw you, by the fruit stand bright A sudden shimmer in the morning light My, my, my, look at you My, my, my, look at you Standing there, beneath the sky so blue My, my, my, look at you Doing fine, it's really true My, my, my, look at you That yellow dress, I always liked that shade The way your smile has never quite betrayed The little secrets that we used to keep While the city was still fast asleep My, my, my, look at you My, my, my, look at you Standing there, beneath the sky so blue My, my, my, look at you Doing fine, it's really true My, my, my, look at you No bitter taste, no sting, no frown Just a gentle ease as the sun goes down Glad to see you thriving, truly so A happy chapter, long ago