Dermot Kennedy – An Evening I Will Not Forget (Acoustic) Lyrics | Lyrics

Hoping this will be right. I think about it all the time. I still love you always. Keep the evenings long. And wishing you were here tonight. You kinda struggle not to shine. Pushing our luck getting wiped out. These colours of feeling, give me love, I'll put my heart in it. Give me love, I'll put my heart in it. Nothing they can say now Nothing really changed But still they look at me away now What more can I say now? Dermot kennedy an evening i will not forget lyrics. The angel of death is ruthless. What more can I say now?

I still love you though. All of this hurt that you've been harbouring. Confessions should be better planned. And I′m always thinking summertime with the bikes out. I kept my hope just like I′d hoped to. We've had problems that we've grown through.

The nights that we've been drinking in. Then sang to the sea for feelings deep blue. Writer/s: Dermot Joseph Kennedy. You can be my armour then. These colors of feeling. So hold me when I′m home. It′s for real, it's for real.

We're here to help you kill all of this hurt that you've been harboring. But I bet you dream of what you could do. Dermot kennedy an evening i will not forget lyrics.html. Underneath my coat won't you tap my shoulder, hold my hand. He very meticulously crafts a song that describes the sensory overload and influx of emotions that comes from a heavy break up. When love was found I kept my hope just like I hoped to I sang to the sea for feelings deep blue Coming down When we've had problems that we've grown through But I bet you dream of what you could do At seventeen I was alright Was like nothing I could feel inside And wishing you were here tonight is like holding on But I still get to see your face, right? When love was found. Was like nothing I could feel inside.

And that's like nothing they can take, right? Run away, I'll understand. An Evening I Will Not Forget [Acoustic]. We see the stages of grief from beginning to end in going from denial, frustration, depression, and in the end he somberly chants, "It's for real, it's for real" showing his acceptance. But I still get to see your face, right? The lights went out, you were fine. I remember when her heart broke over stubborn shit. We're here to help you kill. Alone, that night, I′m surely damned. At seventeen I was alright. And I wonder if I can let it down. So hold me when I'm home, keep the evenings long. So there won't be no feeling in the firelight. That′s no way to be living kid.