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点击复制Before I met you
Days were just numbers
Hands on a clock
Turning over, turning over
I walked through seasons
Didn’t taste a thing
Sunrise, sunset
Same old scene
Empty evenings
Faded mornings too
Time just passing
I was passing through
Then your laughter
Cut across my grey
Little color
Spilled into my day
Every second
Started shining new
Every heartbeat
Moving close to you
Before I met you, time was only sunrise, only sunset
Just a line on the horizon I could almost forget
After meeting you, every moment starts blooming into flowers, into hours I treasure
You are both the beginning and the ending of my story
Every chapter in the middle holds your light and your glory
You’re the first quiet spark and the last gentle word of forever (oh)
Bloom between the hours, we’re blooming between the hours
I used to hurry
Racing every night
Never daring
To look left or right
Then you touched me
Like a steady flame
Soft and certain
Gave my shadows names
Now the mornings
Open up like grace
Little petals
Falling round your face
All the minutes
Folding into two
Every mirror
Showing me it’s you
Before I met you, time was only sunrise, only sunset
Just a line on the horizon I could almost forget
After meeting you, every moment starts blooming into flowers, into hours I treasure
You are both the beginning and the ending of my story
Every chapter in the middle holds your light and your glory
You’re the first quiet spark and the last gentle word of forever (yeah)
Bloom between the hours, we’re blooming between the hours
If my past was only outlines
You’re the color running through
All my edges turning open
As I draw my life with you
When the daylight feels uncertain
And the evening starts to bend
You’re my reason, my revision
You’re my start and you’re my end (oh)
Before I met you, time was only sunrise, only sunset
Just a line on the horizon I could almost forget
After meeting you, every moment starts blooming into flowers, into hours I treasure
You are both the beginning and the ending of my story
Every chapter in the middle holds your light and your glory
You’re the first quiet spark and the last gentle word of forever
Bloom between the hours, we’re blooming between the hours (yeah)
Bloom between the hours, we’re blooming between the hours