Short Fall
Sophie Noel, Joseph Leroux, Hill Kourkoutis
Short fall
It was a very short fall for you
Summer lasted longer than my point of view
It was a very short fall for you
Fall short
I don’t want to fall short for you
At my best, I can see all you do
Springtime never felt so fresh and new
Mother
I am my mother’s daughter
You are the wind in summer
I know the harshness you temper
Too few
Too few are the words that I will say to you
I feel nervous, baby, why don’t you?
Do you trust me like I want you to?