Anberlin - Paper thin Hymn | Текст песни

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• Anberlin
• Paper thin Hymn

When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight
These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating
Leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come

Whose going to call on Sunday morning?
Whose going to drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To place my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever
Over and over
A sleepless night becomes
Bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head
Over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends

August evenings bring solemn warnings
To remember to kiss the one you love goodnight
You never know what temporal days may bring
So laugh, love, live free and sing
When life is in discord, “Praise ye the Lord”