Paroles de The Blue Hour
My luck has turnedEverything lost has come back to me
All the creatures of the night
Have snuck off reluctantly
Sometimes it gets a little lonely
My mood turns a little sour
All that heaving and surging
Before night becomes light
That's the blue hour
I borrow things
But never get to give them back
Only thing I know for sure
The street of love is just a cul-de-sac
Sometimes it gets a little lonely
My mood turns a little sour
All that heaving and surging
Before night becomes light
That's the blue hour
A city never blacks out
Cars and sirens in the distance
The angel of forgetfulness
Wore a blue polka dot dress My mood turns a little sour
All that heaving and surging
Before night becomes light
That's the blue hour
All that heaving and surging
Before night becomes light
That's the blue hour
I borrow things
But never get to give them back
Only thing I know for sure
The street of love is just a cul-de-sac
Sometimes it gets a little lonely
My mood turns a little sour
All that heaving and surging
Before night becomes light
That's the blue hour
A city never blacks out
Cars and sirens in the distance
The angel of forgetfulness
Wore a blue polka dot dress My mood turns a little sour
All that heaving and surging
Before night becomes light
That's the blue hour
