歌词
Dont Make me worry about the Words
When I tire myself from my sleep
Don't place your weakness aside
When the tide is low and the cards are ready
You've got love and I feel empty
...
Take all your finest things and build a fire
That burns until the sky is the mornin
This Doesn't have to be hard
When The time has come and we can stop giving
You've got love and I feel empty
...
Caught in the sky, Soft like a flower
Screaming for joy, Grasping for air
We hold the cards, Tape pen our pockets
Marching for choice, Reaching for change
Oooohhhh, ooooohhhhh, oooooohhhhh
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