MOUNT EVEREST

Turn around so you don’t see me

‘Cause we’re not supposed to be

Turn around so you don’t see me

That’s how I want you to be

That’s how I need you to be

When you climb that hill you will be free

‘Cause those hours will pass without me

When you climb that hill you will be free

That’s how I want you to be

That’s how I need you to be

Turn the page and then think back of me

‘Cause maybe then you’ll be able to see

Turn the page and then think back of me

That’s how I want you to be

That’s how I need you to be

That’s how I want you to be

That’s how I need you

75 DEGREES SUNNY CHANCES OF RAIN

Scared of the perfect weather day

‘Cause that’s when they took my love away

He was standing by the window side

When they came and took him for a ride

This is for the lovers

Who are trying to stay sane

This is for those lovers

Your love is not in vain

Didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do

My love was gone, my life was through

And now I sit here and pray for the rain

To fall hard and wash away my pain

This is for the lovers

Who are trying to stay sane

This is for those lovers

Your love is not in vain

In the RaiNY City

Wait soft lips

Blue eyes

Crush you

My German past

Wet streets

Old house

Give it all, give it all

She takes it all, she takes it all

The last night in the raiNY City

Iron suitcase

Metal silver

Hearts not lonely

One night only

Water carer

My memory bearer

I’m still here

You’re not near, dear

The last night in the raiNY City

Take it all

She gives it all

I’m still here

You’re not near, dear

‘Cause it’s

The last night in the raiNY City

BURNING HOUSE

A house is burning

And I’m letting it go down

Inside you and I are about to die

Help this eye

This troubled eye

It cannot seem to find the golden crown

See the house and the grass and the sea

Where a boy played with fire by a tree

It went up in flames lighting the shore

Now you see them lying on the floor

A house is burning

And I’m letting it go down

Inside you and I are about to die

Help this eye

This troubled eye

It cannot seem to find the golden crown

And that house by the sea was free

When their spirits set off to flee

No books were written about that war

‘Cause no one knows what happened behind the closed door

A house is burning

And I’m letting it go down

Inside you and I are about to die

Help this eye

This troubled eye

It cannot seem to find the golden crown

I THINK OF YOU

Black lace

Black days

I think of you

Black lace

To cover my face

I think of you

If love was a religion

If love was a religion

If love was a religion

We would be saints

If love was a religion

We would be saints

Black lace

Black days

I think of you

Black lace

To cover my face

I think of you

From the EP "I Think of You", released September 30, 2011

Music & Lyrics by Tajna Tanović

© 2011 Tajna Tanović. All rights reserved.