Too Good to Be True
The rain subsides to my broken joy
On the stairs I set my mind in coy
All this time I lacked your spell
Can’t convince myself as well
In all, my attempts to, appeal to your life
And now, I’ve come to, widen up my eyes
To this moment I remember that it’s all new
Why am I too good to be true
I never could trace all of the lines
Between our thoughts floats a fuzzy sky
Clear the rain and wash the dust
My synthetic emotion must now rust
In all, my attempts to, appeal to your life
And now, I’ve come to, widen up my eyes
To this moment I remember that it’s all new
Why am I too good to be true
Why am I too good to be true
Why am I too good to be true
Why am I too good to be true
By Dimitrios Tsolakakis
The rain subsides to my broken joy
On the stairs I set my mind in coy
All this time I lacked your spell
Can’t convince myself as well
In all, my attempts to, appeal to your life
And now, I’ve come to, widen up my eyes
To this moment I remember that it’s all new
Why am I too good to be true
I never could trace all of the lines
Between our thoughts floats a fuzzy sky
Clear the rain and wash the dust
My synthetic emotion must now rust
In all, my attempts to, appeal to your life
And now, I’ve come to, widen up my eyes
To this moment I remember that it’s all new
Why am I too good to be true
Why am I too good to be true
Why am I too good to be true
Why am I too good to be true
By Dimitrios Tsolakakis