Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Oh, but the farrow know Her hungry eye, her ancient soul It's carried by the sneering menagerie
Know what it is to grow Beneath her sky, her punishing cold To slowly learn of her ancient misery
To be twisted by something A shame without a sin Like how she twisted the bog man After she married him
Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
But in all the world There is one lover worthy of her With as many souls claimed as she
But for all he's worth He still shatters always on her earth The cause of every tear she'd ever weep
Rushing ashore to meet her Foaming with loneliness White hands to fondle and beat her Give her his oneliness
Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleedingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
