Lyrics: Lee Terki/Jason Valentino Brown
Music: Theo Abellard/Emanuel Tremblay/Tyrell Dellamalva Meaney/Nidal Eradi
Searching for my Annie Hall
It's looking like she’ll never call
I hear the clock ticking on the walls
The hands of time always tell it all
It’s like a Spike Lee Joint, let's open up the dialogue and get to the point Here to build a rapor, lost up in the non senses what we arguing for ? Do you believe ? That love is like a light that will shine upon a tree.
A coupe branches broke, but we can blame the breeze
Thats when winter came along and I was left alone to freeze
They say, I miss you is the hardest thing to say
Your miss calls just don't come around this way, no more We missed our shot went are separte ways
We never cleared the mess we made
Never, never
She said that it's alright (That's what she told me)
So we gazed at the moonlight
Tell me who you really are ? (She don't even know me)
Have you ever seen a shooting star ?
Shared a conversation that was lost in translation
Through the colors of the scenery that spilled over that canvas And painted out the answer to the questions we were asking She never believed in magic, until she seen it happen.
Life is hella abstract, It’s hard to understand that
Living life through a different lens, damn I wish I had that
In all in all she never called, never was my wonderwall
I am not the type to fall, sending out my best regards
Cuz after all that’s all we got
Let's raise our glasses high and cheers to everything we not
They say, I miss you is the hardest thing to say
Your miss calls just don't come around this way, no more We missed our shot went are separte ways
We never cleared the mess we made
Never, never
They don't know, what we had
They dont know how shes fine
I feel blue, when I think of you
All I know , is that she ain't here no mo she ain't here no mo x3
Searching for my Annie Hall
It's looking like she’ll never call
I hear the clock ticking on the walls The hands of time always tell it all