Reis Del Món
Joan Dausà
Kings of the World
Today the years have caught up with us
I admit it before you speak
Before you explain that you're leaving
Before you tell me to hold you tight
You say you'll come around now and then
And for the Fourth of July, no matter what
And I smile, hiding my feelings
It really pisses me off that you're going away
How I'll miss
Hanging out at the bar
When the owner has already turned down
The lights and the blinds
And with every drink, we talk louder
With every word, we pour out our souls
And feel like kings of a world
That slips away when we wake up
And once again, it's getting late
But tonight everything's moving faster
And I see you talking, but my mind
Doesn't want to accept that you're leaving now
How I'll miss
Hanging out at the bar
When the owner has already turned down
The lights and the blinds
And with every drink, we talk louder
With every word, we pour out our souls
And feel like kings of a world
That’s slipping away from us
How I'll miss you