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Woorden: Idina Menzel. I Stand. Perfume And Promises.

A crack in the smile
But she's always in style while she waits
Waving goodbye
But she's too tired to cry and she's wasted

A letter he wrote
But it's far to expose so he throws it away
The sound of regret
As it's counting the steps back to safe

I don't wanna leave you with perfume and promises
But we'll never know 'til we capture and bottle it
'Cause wouldn't it be such a shame
If all was wasted?

Not an inch of the room
That isn't in bloom or in light
So we drink 'til it's dawn
Every drip 'til it's gone and we're wasted

It's a thing of the truth
But we'll lie and we'll look for the perfect escape
And the moment will go
Like melted snow in the rain, oh

Don't wanna leave you with perfume and promises
But we'll never know 'til we capture and bottle it
'Cause wouldn't it be such a shame
If all was wasted?

Stay for another morning
Study the curves on my face
Stay even when we're unknowing
Stay 'til they tear you away

Don't wanna leave you with perfume and promises
But we'll never know 'til we capture and bottle it
'Cause wouldn't it be such a shame
If all was wasted?