More songs by Sophia Stel
Description
Author: Sophia Johanna Stel
Lyrics and translation
Original
One time, and I'm so yours.
Can't tell me everything you feel this time, and I'm so yours.
Then call me again before you get inside, and I'm still yours.
Now what could I say? What changes in my time?
No, I'm not sure.
But I'm all yours, babe, Saturday night.
Show me a better way to make something right.
All trapped in tragedy, I cannot describe. This is an apathy, just give upstairs time.
Some people lay awake, don't worry, it's fine.
Everyone falls asleep in their own time.
I'm all yours, babe. And I'm all yours, babe.
No, it's okay.
We wake up just with these sheets and blurry eyes, and I'm all yours.
And I throw my arms around you every night.
No, I'm not cold.
Come on, lay on the ground. There's nobody to fight.
I'm not fucking around. Wanna get close to the light. Who's left out on the town?
Everything's all alright. You're still running around.
But I'm all yours, babe, Saturday night.
Show me a better way to make something right. All trapped in tragedy,
I cannot describe.
This is an apathy, just give upstairs time. Some people lay awake, don't worry, it's fine.
Everyone falls asleep in their own time.
I'm all yours, babe.
And I'm all yours, babe.
Come on, lay on the ground. There's nobody to fight.
I'm not fucking around. Wanna get close to the light. Who's left out on the town?
Everything's all alright. You're still running around.