Oh meet me when the morning fails on the fields of desire Oh meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk Where the promise to lead what is right As we both know how fields will turn white And know I will never speak of days Cause I know you wont count them.
No we have never grown a day from the poison we shared And we're walking our crooked backs home But will we ever confess what we've done? Guess we're still kids on the run.
And no we will never be a part of the pictures once taken When we're feeding fire with the flames til no memories gone And the cold sky will write us a song But will we ever confess what we've done? Guess we're still kids on the run
And the reflections in their eyes Sure could paint us as killers Oh, I'll be there.
And til the terror of our time Could forgive us as lovers Oh, lets break some hearts....
And no i will never speak of ways 'cause i know you wont try them But all the weapons raining from the sky will be ours to embrace And the cold sky will write us a song But will we ever confess what we've done Guess we're still kids on the run.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
