Keep You

歌词

I suppose there's no chance of reaching for your heart with only words

And I suppose there's no point of reaching for your hand with only swords

Considering everything, it's a fine line between

The wrong and the right, and all these things that we might have done differently

These lines drawn in sand, wash away like those plans we made

Buckets and spades, build a castle for a day, a day

And as we move apart, I keep you in my heart

I suppose there's no chance of reaching for your heart with only words

And I suppose there's no point of reaching for your hand with only swords

Considering everything, it's a fine line between

The wrong and the right, and all these things that we might have done differently

These lines drawn in sand, wash away like those plans we made

Buckets and spades, build a castle for a day, a day

And as we move apart, I keep you in my heart

I keep you in my heart

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