Lyrics to Fingertips
We were running from the waves on the shallows
Trying to keep ourselves alone and out of sight
All right, all right, all right
You were talking 'bout the night when I cashed out
Traded glances as I stole your lover's light
All right, all right, all right
That's how I recall it and you were like:
I remember it, it was a night just like this
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
And I remember it, it was a late summer bliss
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
And I remember you, you were first on my list
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
I remember us, we were a late summer bliss
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
We were drinking from the same old glasses
That we borrowed from my roommate down the hall, hall, hall
Down the hall and you were like:
I remember it, it was a night just like this
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
And I remember it, it was a late summer bliss
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
Trying to keep ourselves alone and out of sight
All right, all right, all right
You were talking 'bout the night when I cashed out
Traded glances as I stole your lover's light
All right, all right, all right
That's how I recall it and you were like:
I remember it, it was a night just like this
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
And I remember it, it was a late summer bliss
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
And I remember you, you were first on my list
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
I remember us, we were a late summer bliss
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
We were drinking from the same old glasses
That we borrowed from my roommate down the hall, hall, hall
Down the hall and you were like:
I remember it, it was a night just like this
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
And I remember it, it was a late summer bliss
One of those moments that just slip
But you feel it from your heart to your fingertips, yeah
Songwriters: Ryan Tedder, Noel Zancanella, Benjamin Levin, Romy Madley Croft
Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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