Chris Kläfford Chill In The Air, Kitchen Session Episode 15

Like and subscribe for more content. Lyrics; Well, the morning came like a freight train Bearing down on me from a thousand miles of rail Well it came and gone And kept rolling on Laying up all night with my tearstained sheet as my veil I don t want to see you again I don t want to feel your breath As you leaned on me so peacefully while we slept And I don t want the keys to our door; I don t live there anymore And I ll do my best just to forget the dreams we ve dreamt Well, the morning came with the pouring rain And I felt just as empty as a pail With the evidence and your crime confessed Don t seem right that it s me that spent a night in jail I don t want to see you again I don t want to feel your breath As you leaned on me so peacefully while we slept And I don t want the keys to our door cause I don t live there anymore And I ll do my best just to forget the dreams I ve dreamt If you feel a chill in the air It s my spirit hanging somewhere If you ever get scared Look on the Brightside You got a new