Whose sticky hands are these? And what is this empty place? I could be happily lost but for your face Here stands an empty house that used to be full of life Now it’s home for no one and his wife
Who can take your place? I can’t face another day And who will shelter me? It’s cold in here Cover me
Under these fingertips a strange body rose and dips I close my eyes and you’re here again Later as day descends I’ll shout from my window to anyone listening "I’m losing"
Who can take your place? I can’t face another day And who will shelter me? It’s cold in here Cover me
Oh in a plague of hateful questioning Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear I hear the din of lovers jousting When I’m hiding with my head to the wall
Who can take your place? I can’t face another day And who will shelter me? It’s cold in here Cover meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
