(+44) - 155 (145 Tempo) (Acoustic Version) | Текст песни

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• 155 (145 Tempo) (Acoustic Version)

Love, this is getting harder
And I can't seem to pick you out of the crowd
But you my dear have been discovered a liar
And I'm afraid that this is building up far too long

And this is not the time or place for us to speak like this
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water
In a different time or place the words could make more sense
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water
Even though it's the last time

Love, this is getting the best of me
And truth be told you were the start of it all
Now you, my dear might end up lonely
Before you go there's something you should know

And this is not the time or place for us to speak like this
(Even if I had the thought I'd never dream of it)
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water
In a different time or place the words could make more sense
(In a perfect world the future wouldn't make a dent)
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water
Even though it's the last time

This is not the time or place for us to speak like this
(Even if I had the thought I'd never dream of it)
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water
In a different time or place the words could make more sense
(In a perfect world the future wouldn't make a dent)
So dry your hollow eyes and let's go down to the water

Please, let's not speak
Don't breathe a word
Even though it's the last time

Please, let's not speak
Don't breathe a word
Even though it's the last time

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