More songs by Edward Maya
Description
Producer: Edward Maya Producer: Felipe Allen Composer: Michael Volpe Composer: Charlton Howard
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hold my hand until we turn to ashes.
Love me till they put me in my casket.
I got all these feelings that I'm masking. Can I lay it on you, is what I'm asking.
Day one kissing, the house that your parents bought for you rented, how'd you forget it?
I think about you and nothing else.
So if you would just come over, I can show it for myself. And it's nights like this when I need your love.
When I need someone that'll heal my soul. It's nights like this.
Nights like, nights like this, oh, oh.
And it's nights like this when I need your love. When I need someone that'll heal my soul.
It's nights like this.
Nights like, nights like this, oh, oh.
Hold my hand until we turn to ashes.
Love me till they put me in my casket.
I got all these feelings that I'm masking.
Can I lay it on you, is what I'm asking.
Day one kissing, the house that your parents bought for you rented, how'd you forget it?
I think about you and nothing else.
So if you would just come over, I can show it for myself. And it's nights like this when I need your love.
When I need someone that'll heal my soul. It's nights like this.
Nights like, nights like this, oh, oh.
And it's nights like this when I need your love.
When I need someone that'll heal my soul. It's nights like this.
Nights like, nights like this, oh, oh.
And it's nights like this when I need your love. When I need someone that'll heal my soul.
It's nights like this.
Nights like, nights like this, oh, oh.