slip and stumble at my first offences
its not treason its no lie
you talk in paragraphs
i write my sentence
its not treason its no lie
it seemed a place for us to dream
crush and crumble under your defe... [Ver letra completa]
slip and stumble at my first offences
its not treason its no lie
you talk in paragraphs
i write my sentence
its not treason its no lie
it seemed a place for us to dream
crush and crumble under your defenses
its not treason its no lie
you frame the photograph
i sit on fences
change of season love can die
it seemed a place for us to dream
if we tear out the tumor
its later never sooner
if we tear out the tumor
its later never sooner
it seemed a place for us to dream
youd better keep it in check
or youll end up a wreck
and youll never wake up
youd better keep it in check
or youll end up a wreck
and youll never wake up
wake up
it seemed a place for us to dream
youd better keep it in check
or youll end up a wreck
and youll never wake up
wake up