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