Lyrics |
| In
The Night |
you turn
alot into a little
what could be beautiful you crumble with your hand
you give a blood red rose and cut me with the thorn
you push me up but you don’t catch me when i fall
and the light is growing dim
and the night is closing in
and it feels like it’s a sin to hold you
in the night
you give me wings to swim the ocean
you give me fists of lead to hold a tiny child
when i reach out you fold like paper, chasing
and when i turn away your arms are open wide
and the light ... <<BACK |
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