And after all our time is wasted I'll let it die inside my hands Unburdened flower, not self-effacing
Still linger on this cold romance
I've traveled four ways on the highway Often in light that frames the dawn Dull cigarette, you pass it my way Not breathing in or letting go
Oh, and now I've found More is waiting in the limbs of the crowd Ill to all I've sung Hardened melodies I haven't yet begun Oh, all love is wasted Passing hands like sunken fingertips I've known
And I eat time In the most expected fashion Hungry like the noon of love Blind to all its codependency Can we settle our scores for now? Can we find the slow way in?
'Cause I need hope For the most familiar reasons Hungry like the bird of prey Flying southward for the season
Hmm-mm Hmm-mm I lose touch with all I've answeredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
