Stop the clocks, it's amazing,
You should see the way the light dances off your hair,
A million colours of hazel, golden and red.
Saturday morning is fading,
The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand,
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again.
We were love drunk waiting on a miracle
Trying to find ourselves in the winter snow,
So alone in love like the world had disappeared.
Oh, I won't be silent and I won't let go,
I will hold on tighter ‘til the afterglow
And we'll burn so bright ‘til the darkness softly clears.
Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow,
Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow.
The weather outside's changing,
The leaves are buried under six inches of white,
The radio is playing, Iron & Wine.
This is a new dimension,
This is a level where we're losing track of time,
I'm holding nothing against it, except you and I.
We were love drunk waiting on a miracle
Trying to find ourselves in the winter snow,
So alone in love like the world had disappeared.
Oh, I won't be silent and I won't let go,
I will hold on tighter ‘til the afterglow
And we'll burn so bright ‘til the darkness softly clears.
Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow,
Oh, I will hold on to the afterglow.
