Your knives are sharp When you put them in my heart Though the truth, you'd say, Is I like them there that way
From this hoodlum skin I can always run to him Undeserved, capsized In the gutters of his eyes
Darling I need you far more than I say None of my fears are as dear to me
And a great light dims Every day I'm torn from him And our stars align In Elysian Fields at night And the wheels, they turn And the fallen heather burns At a loss and scared In exile and unprepared
Darling I need you far more than I say None of my fears are as dear to me
Darling I need you far more than I say None of my fears are as dear to me
Blessed's the night Blessed's the night Blesses's the night When none of my fears are as dear to me
Blessed's the night Blessed's the night Blesses's the night When none of my fears are as dear to me
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