I Remember Moonlight by The Crookes Lyrics
Love, I can't forget your name...or your naked frame (so skinny)
In moonlight you bathed
You know memories last...with those photographs
That you know I still have
God knows that I am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow
Love, I remember moonlight...like the pale white of your skin beneath those coloured tights
And love, I remember your breath warm against my neck
And the taste of your lips as they pressed
God knows that I am falling apart. Oh why should I care when there's nothing real there?
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow
God knows that I am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity
God knows I am falling apart. Oh why should I care when there's nothing real there?
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go
The trouble with time is... it moves too slow
In moonlight you bathed
You know memories last...with those photographs
That you know I still have
God knows that I am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow
Love, I remember moonlight...like the pale white of your skin beneath those coloured tights
And love, I remember your breath warm against my neck
And the taste of your lips as they pressed
God knows that I am falling apart. Oh why should I care when there's nothing real there?
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast, it moves too slow
God knows that I am falling apart; no it's not healthy...no good for my sanity
God knows I am falling apart. Oh why should I care when there's nothing real there?
The trouble with time is...it moves too fast when i'm in bliss
The trouble with time is...it lingers on a rain-swept kiss
The trouble with time is...it takes too long to let this go
The trouble with time is... it moves too slow