Platon Karataev – Elevator Lyrics

You can call it anything, but that was love

When we were happy just because we shared the blanket
You can call it what you want
You can call it anything, but that was love
That was pure Love

Elevator rides were always awkward only

For those around us, who felt desperately lonely
Now I see closing the doors
I feel awkward and count the floors

You can call it anything, but that was love

When we were happy just because we shared our prayers
You can call it what you want
You can call it anything, but that was love
That was pure Love

When we spent the cold winter in love

In your pocket you had your gloves

But our hands always merged in mine

Nothing's left, but the cruel torment of time

I showed you what is love

You threw it away, you threw it away
I can't change your stubborn heart
You push me away, you push me away
You floated too far away
You won't come home, you won't come home
I hope that you're still okay
But you're alone, you are alone

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