Pieces of ourselves we left behind When we made our way back across the great divide Pieces of ourselves we lost out on the track Each day the flame burns more candle in the wax Every path I've found opens up to you
Shards of memories I sought to hide When we had no choice but to smother all the light Shards of truth uncomfortable within I kept their secret closed under the skin Every choice I made led me back to you
When dreams are skin and skin is torn When kings have crowns and crowns have thorns
Fragments and remains that flashed before us When we sought to fill all the spaces in the gaps Fragments that we hurled so hard into the breach I ran from the shock and then kept you out of reach Everything I've lost drives me back to you
Pieces of me in word I spelt too late Now that the door is closed and I'm out on the street Pieces of me still remain yet to die Somewhere the truth was held hidden from our eyes Even the unknown still belongs to you
When dreams are skin and skin is torn When kings have crowns and crowns have thorns When lives are thread and thread is worn When kings have crowns and crowns have thornsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
