Besedila: Touriste. What Are We EP. What Are We.

The sky was getting darker, the weather made it harder
To make sense of the sounds that you made
But you stopped the road from taking me
When you had the chance to leave it be
Looking into my eyes you said let's turn this all around

Why are we still standing here
Waiting for your head to clear

Would a smile take it further? I tried it felt like murder
To be myself is all that I can be
Cold or alone I have to choose
When the past is all that's keeping you
From sleeping by yourself without a single plan

Why are we still standing here
Waiting for your head to clear

The sky was getting darker, the weather made it harder
To make sense of the sounds that you made
But you stopped the road from taking me
When you had the chance to leave it be
Looking into my eyes you said let's turn this all around

Why are we still standing here
Waiting for your head to clear