Flashbacks - INNA, Robert Cristian

I'm on the road, empty and cold

To a distant destination, I don't know

Been thinking 'bout you, way back in days of old

It's hard to admit it, I still miss you, miss you so

Flashbacks of our memories, the past is my enemy

And I'm drowning in sad melody

Flashbacks of our memories, the past is my enemy

It keeps holding, holding on me

Come break the silence

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da dii daa daa daa daa daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da dii daa daa daa...

So far from home, but feelings were close

You're in my thoughts, my bed, my clothes when I'm alone

I find myself, my hands on the phone

But I'm holding up my feelings, i’m letting you go

Flashbacks of our memories, the past is my enemy

And I'm drowning in a sad melody

Flashbacks of our memory, the past is my enemy

It keeps holding, holding on me

Come break the silence

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da dii daa daa daa daa daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da dii daa daa daa daa daa da

Hundreds of feelings confusing me

And making me so insecure, so insecure

Why you still holding me like never before?

'Cause hundreds of feelings confusing me

Flashbacks of our memories, the past is my enemy

And I'm drowning in a sad melody

Flashbacks of our memory, the past is my enemy

It keeps holding, holding on me

Come break the silence

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da dii daa daa daa daa daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da

Dum dam da daa da dii daa daa daa daa daa da