Ezra and Marla went walking on the boardwalk Often they’re quiet, taking it all in in silence
Their hands don’t feel the same today He noticed her grip gets looser now every day They’re back at home lying in bed He knows there’s something wrong but they’re still kissing
Ezra and Marla go to work on Monday at nine o’clock Getting more distant, they hardly say a word but they’re still in this
Their eyes now wander more than they used to The person at reception’s kind of cute They’re back at home lying naked There’s a job to do so they do it
The silence says more than they ever did It’s pulling, the ropes on the rack tighten Where’s that smile? Where’s that kiss? Where’s the sound? Who muted it? I’m pretty sure this one wasn’t made so quiet
No spark can start a fire without something to burn
Ezra and Marla went walking for the last time as oneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
