(One, two)
Stop the clocks, it's amazing You should see the way the light dances off your hair
A million colours of hazel, golden and red
Saturday morning is fading The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again
* We were love drunk, waiting on a miracle Trying to find ourselves in the winter snow
So alone in love like the world had disappeared
Oh, I won't be silent and I won't let go I will hold on tighter 'til the afterglow
And we'll burn so bright 'til the darkness softly clears
** Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow
The weather outside's changing The leaves are buried under six inches of white
The radio is playing, Iron & Wine
This is a new dimension This is a level where we're losing track of time
I'm holding nothing against it, except you and I
( * , ** )
Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow
