If sincerity was on your mind A couple of showers wouldn’t kilter my balance Memories fall like drops of rain Pours in the summer and freezes me by the end
Oh, the fragility, my valentine Has opened up new doors, trajected a new course Happiness grows like ivy walls Ink on the paper, oh, he just gives me more
Speaking of the end I’m running a new race Speaking of the end I’ve sculpted a new face
Oh, the fragility, my valentine Oh, the fragility, my valentine Speaking of the end
There’s a graph I read inside my head Peaks and the furrows, direction of arrows And your line is fading into air Now I’ve found a mountain, a solid incline
And he guides me up the rock face Feet in his footsteps, my hand in his palm, and I see colour in the art again Different perspective, different perspective
Speaking of the end I'm running a new race Speaking of the end I've sculpted a new face
Oh, the fragility, my valentine Oh, the fragility, my valentine Speaking of the end
Speaking of the end I'm running a new race Speaking of the end I've sculpted a new face
Oh, the fragility, my valentine Oh, the fragility, my valentine Speaking of the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
