Biografia:
Room Eleven nasceu de um bilhete afixado em um quadro de recados, no conservatório de Utrecht. Com o primeiro álbum lançado em 2006 - Six White Russians and a Pink Pussycat - eles impressionaram um público cada vez maior com a mistura de Jazz, Bossa Nova, Blues e Pop. Tanto faz você ser um amante do Jazz ou um fã do Pop: no final você será conquistado pela incrível voz de Janne Schra, e o instrumental surpreendente.
Room Eleven não só conquistou os fãs de música
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Rolling off my side to start the day
Em A D A
Spoon in my hand to scrape my milk away
Forward pressing
For the reason I am dressing
And the answers for the times I stopped to pray
Searching for an ear to ease my mind
And eyes that see enough to lead the blind
Amd I pretending?
These words we share in mending
Since when did listening become a crime?
CHORUS:
G F#m Bm E G
Why, when I need some
Bm Em A
It seems it never comes
G F# Bm E
It will be my self that I lose
Em A D
If it’s still myself that I choose
Justifying time i’ve spent alone
To turn this empty house into a home
Now undressing
The reason I was pressing
Was to find another piece to help me grow
CHORUS.:
Why, when I need some
It seems it never comes
It will be my self that I lose
If it’s still myself that I choose
(2x)
D Em
One more smile
F#m
One more day
Em A
I’ve silently grown wiser for this time
One more smile
One more day
One more time
You and me!
We will see
You and me
Rolling off my side to start the day
Em A D A
Spoon in my hand to scrape my milk away
Forward pressing
For the reason I am dressing
And the answers for the times I stopped to pray
Searching for an ear to ease my mind
And eyes that see enough to lead the blind
Amd I pretending?
These words we share in mending
Since when did listening become a crime?
CHORUS:
G F#m Bm E G
Why, when I need some
Bm Em A
It seems it never comes
G F# Bm E
It will be my self that I lose
Em A D
If it’s still myself that I choose
Justifying time i’ve spent alone
To turn this empty house into a home
Now undressing
The reason I was pressing
Was to find another piece to help me grow
CHORUS.:
Why, when I need some
It seems it never comes
It will be my self that I lose
If it’s still myself that I choose
(2x)
D Em
One more smile
F#m
One more day
Em A
I’ve silently grown wiser for this time
One more smile
One more day
One more time
You and me!
We will see
You and me
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