Alpaca Sports
Slipping Through My Fingertips
Disco: Another Day [2025]
Autor: Andreas Jonsson - Lisle Alexander Mitnik - Ian Leslie Catt © Elefant Publishing
Playing hide and seek, on the streets of Michelangelo
I always let you win, so you can say "I told you so"
We met on a midnight boat
You were wearing your cashmere coat
You're my kind of dream
You're my kind of dream
But the promises we made up on the night we kissed
Are slipping through my fingertips
Next to David's side
We sat down on the cobblestones
Underneath the stars
We were gazing at the Florence dome
On the Ponte Vecchio bridge
Oh my God
We had to run so quick
Hiding in the alley with the gold on your wrist
You're my kind of dream
You're my kind of dream
But the promises we made up on the night we kissed
Are slipping through my fingers
And I know this is the end
The hope I used to feel just isn't there no more (there no more)
I guess I should've known
I only got myself to blame
I should've said something
That could give me back the chance I missed
Should've done something
Now you're slipping through my fingertips
You're my kind of dream
That dream my whole world is made of
But the promises we made up on the night we kissed
Are slipping through my fingertips
Slipping through my fingertips