Larra Skye explode

Hello darling
My soldier in the night
Can you tell me how it is
How you stole into my life
I wanted thunder
Something furious and brief
Now it’s calm after the storm
And I’m smiling in my sleep
A small apartment on the second floor
It’s our home
We don’t even know our neighbours’ names
A kitchen table with two wooden chairs
The old stove
We don’t even need to light the flame
To explode
Down in the water
With the winds that used to blow
Are the tears I once let fall
They’ve become quiet hellos
In the city
In the summer and the heat
There’s an army marching on
I can hear them in the street
A small apartment on the second floor
It’s our home
We don’t even know our neighbours’ names
A kitchen table with two wooden chairs
The old stove
We don’t even need to light the flame
To explode
Ah.. (x8)
A small apartment on the second floor
It’s our home
We don’t even know our neighbours’ names
Oh, a kitchen table with two wooden chairs
The old stove
We don’t even need to light the flame
To explode