There's no genuine There's no safe place For the heart to hang When the body's no good
Am I meant to fray the end? On the outside looking in All used up Never used enough
To me love was Always infinite Stolen moment At a time
A feeling only out For a little while And then ripped from your arms Like a child
I carry their names The secret shapes And an aching parade Around my heart
Traced in the park Now lying in chalk Where I took his hand in mine For a little while, everything was alrightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.