Besedila:
Cabrera Ryan The Moon Under Water

In the backseat of a yellow taxi Feel your heart beat, deception is intense And you think I didn?t know It's like Bombay traffic in my mind How can you

Winding down, tying up In this waxed and empty box Twisted nights, drowned in wine Dropping shots in empty bars Broken glass, moments past Hold now,

Wrong street, I'm falling on the other side Can't sleep, I know I've been here before And I need her love tonight Talking, I can't hear a word they say

Tried to forget, I'm sick of regret I can't please them all The winter you left we sat on the steps The scene, it repeats in my head I'll leave the light

Oh, maybe I'll build a rocket and fly myself up To the moon all for nothing, nothing at all Maybe I'll come in contact Contact with somebody new, it'd

I've been overwhelmed I've been uninspired I've been under stepped I've been overtired I've been used up Tied down, I can't speak I've been all fixed

Winding down, tying up In this waxed and empty box Twisted nights, drowned in wine Dropping shots in empty bars Broken glass, moments past Hold now,

I'm on the corridor Catching the little trane I'm going some where I'm leaving nowhere today I got my reasons And my beautiful one I told my mamma She

Under every conversation, lies another conversation Words can be deceiving Like the summer vines keep growing They're slowly wrapping around the night