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Adithya Sastry - August Acoustic Version Lyrics

August (Acoustic Version) Lyrics[Verse 1]
Skin under the morning light
When the peaches are falling ripe
I'd die right now
She calls when the morning's bright
And she loves in the dead of night
Soft spine to mouth

[Chorus]
And the magic turns lyrical
And the woman is spiritual
She understands
That she's taking off all her clothes
She's assuring you that she knows
You'll never be her man

[Verse 2]
Love writes like Kerouac
Train rides and paperback
Her sweet cliches
You fall for everything
Boy on a puppet string
Thesе knots are safe

[Bridge]
Don't trust that pretty girl
Shе likes to feel the heat rush through her veins
Some day, you'll be a man
Who misses playing adolescent games

[Chorus]
And the magic turns lyrical
And the woman is spiritual
She holds your hand
And she's taking off all your clothes
And she asks if you really know
But you'll never understand

[Verse 3]
Skin under the morning light
When the peaches are falling ripe
She's dressing now
Standing inside the door
Knowing you don't need more
Some day, somehow
You'll see her across the road (You'll see her across the road)
Remembering how she moaned her tired sighs (Remembering how she moaned)
She's found another world
But you know the naked girl (the naked girl)
And how she cries