More songs by Dove Ellis
Description
Love here isn't a pink headache syrup or a pill for an existential gloomy morning. More like the icy air after falling from a balcony: you're alive, but you're not sure you want to breathe. She is both warmth and frostbite in a single touch. At first, it promises salvation, and then it turns into a mirror where you only see your own stupidity wrapped in a beautiful metaphor. And here you stand, snow-covered, with a stranger's name on your lips, trying to understand if you loved or if you simply got used to calling it love.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Freeze out running in the square.
You leapt right off the balcony.
Holded palms wrapped my eyes so tight.
Gave me no chance to kiss you goodbye.
Love is not the antidote to all your problems.
Love is not the antidote to all your problems. Love is the only man you can call your own.
Love is the sweeping hand that is protecting your sleep tonight.
Love is the snow pooling around your shoes.
Love is a wisp and smile and it's got nothing to lose. Love is not keeping a leash. Love is not watching your dreams.
Love is not matte black quotations. Love is not. And it's not what it seems. Oh.
Oh.
Love is not the antidote to all your problems.
Love is not the antidote to all your problems. No.
Love is a big chance. Love is one more chance.
Love is last chance. Love is a new last chance.
Love is a big chance. Love is one more chance.
Love, love is last chance.