I’ll be your quiet man, I’ll be what’s not said I’ll be the white noise giving you no choice I’ll be the voices in your head I’ll be the nightmares that do not have meaning I’ll be the sleep you no longer keep I’ll be whatever you’re dreaming
When you cry I’ll dry all of your tears When you cry I’ll dry all of your tears I’ll dry all of your tears
I’ll be the photograph face down on your dresser I’ll be the lies in that you confide I’ll be your priest and confessor
When you cry I’ll dry all of your tears When you cry I’ll dry all of your tears I’ll dry all of your tears
There’s a heart on your sleeve you know you’ll never leave As that panic sets in, don’t know where to begin All the tears that you cry search a new alibi As the walls start to crumble and fall The walls start crumbling, all.
When you cry I’ll dry all of your tears When you cry I’ll dry all of your tears I’ll dry all of your tears.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
