Beth Orton - Arms Around a Memory lyrics
[Beth Orton - Arms Around a Memory lyrics]
Oh, for them New York City summer streets
All of the hours lost between
There was always a beautiful sky
And you on your contact high
And me with my broken bottle smile
Well, I put my arms around a memory
Though you'd always told me not to try
(Wrapping my arms)
Didn't we make a beautiful life
In your eighth floor walk-up that night?
The way two words, they make a rhyme
And I got to questioning my credibility
Like you're the reliable witness
To what I feel
Though I can still taste all the
Sweetness of what we had
And there's no one will kiss me as
Deep as you know you have
Once that I saw how to see
All of your lovе was looking back at me
It was hard not to fulfil the
Prophecy wе could have been
Oh, but now California's out of reach
With all of those colours bleed between
There's always a beautiful sky
Me on my contact high
And you with your broken bottle dreams
And if you get to questioning my credibility
Like you're the reliable witness
To what I feel
Though I can still taste all the
Sweetness of what we had
There's no one will touch me as
Deep as you know you have
Once that I saw how to see
All of your love was looking back at me
It was hard not to fulfil
The prophecy we'd always been
All of the hours lost between
There was always a beautiful sky
And you on your contact high
And me with my broken bottle smile
Well, I put my arms around a memory
Though you'd always told me not to try
(Wrapping my arms)
Didn't we make a beautiful life
In your eighth floor walk-up that night?
The way two words, they make a rhyme
And I got to questioning my credibility
Like you're the reliable witness
To what I feel
Though I can still taste all the
Sweetness of what we had
And there's no one will kiss me as
Deep as you know you have
Once that I saw how to see
All of your lovе was looking back at me
It was hard not to fulfil the
Prophecy wе could have been
Oh, but now California's out of reach
With all of those colours bleed between
There's always a beautiful sky
Me on my contact high
And you with your broken bottle dreams
And if you get to questioning my credibility
Like you're the reliable witness
To what I feel
Though I can still taste all the
Sweetness of what we had
There's no one will touch me as
Deep as you know you have
Once that I saw how to see
All of your love was looking back at me
It was hard not to fulfil
The prophecy we'd always been