[00:31.355]It must be really love if you are willing to stand in the centre of the fire
[00:38.873]Cause lately everything that I touch seems to burnt to the ground
[00:46.390]I‘ve look in 30 pairs of eyes
[00:52.900]Tried to find, oh the light you’ve had in yours
[00:54.655]But something in me cannot seem to close the door
[01:01.922]
[01:02.926]I’d go walking in the mornings by the lake
[01:05.928]where we used to swim on Sundays
[01:09.937]I have memories of a girl up by the lamppost in a dress and shining shoes
[01:17.958]I can never seem to get it through my mind
[01:21.213]that I might always be blue
[01:26.227]Cause I will never find another you
[01:38.498]
[01:39.500]Is it really truth if you have to search the world to try to find it ?
[01:46.170]Or should I practice patience for the day that you burst back into view?
[01:53.185]If I saw you on the street would it be instant
[01:56.941]or would we have to be-introduced?
[02:01.959]These are things I wonder with the moon
[02:08.475]
[02:08.975]Oh and all I want for Christmas is to feel the way I felt when I was 17
[02:17.492]Oh when I had you on my chest
[02:19.505]and we are on a boat on an evening near June
[02:25.512]I was writing you a letter and then I realised I had no place to send it to
[02:33.535]Now I’ve finally come to terms with the true
[02:40.803]Oh that I stuck in New York City with a job and I heard you out at Paris
[02:49.573]I was thinking about the night I took you out
[02:53.327]and you were dancing on the roof
[02:59.344]I was writing you a letter and then I realised I had no place to send it to
[03:08.292]Now I’ve finally come to terms with the true
[03:13.304]Ohh, oh that I will never, never never find another you

It must be really love if you are willing to stand in the centre of the fire
Cause lately everything that I touch seems to burnt to the ground
I‘ve look in 30 pairs of eyes
Tried to find, oh the light you’ve had in yours
But something in me cannot seem to close the door
I’d go walking in the mornings by the lake
where we used to swim on Sundays
I have memories of a girl up by the lamppost in a dress and shining shoes
I can never seem to get it through my mind
that I might always be blue
Cause I will never find another you
Is it really truth if you have to search the world to try to find it ?
Or should I practice patience for the day that you burst back into view?
If I saw you on the street would it be instant
or would we have to be-introduced?
These are things I wonder with the moon
Oh and all I want for Christmas is to feel the way I felt when I was 17
Oh when I had you on my chest
and we are on a boat on an evening near June
I was writing you a letter and then I realised I had no place to send it to
Now I’ve finally come to terms with the true
Oh that I stuck in New York City with a job and I heard you out at Paris
I was thinking about the night I took you out
and you were dancing on the roof
I was writing you a letter and then I realised I had no place to send it to
Now I’ve finally come to terms with the true
Ohh, oh that I will never, never never find another you