Everyone's running me though, I'm crawling picking up the pieces of your heart I'm trying to put you back together put you on my mantelpiece so I could live with you in piece in piece
If I found your hair your golden hair I would sow it with my fingers through the shirt I wear and everyone will stare
If I found your eyes I tell no lies I would offer them like sunlight to the broken skies and everyone will cry
And I will see you till my lips turn silver And I will see you till the cities tremble like little girls And I will see you till the earth's will is done till it offers it's fruits to everyone
Everyone's running me though, I'm crawling picking up the pieces of your heart I'm trying to put you back together put you on my mantelpiece so I could live with you in piece in pieceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
