Emily Baker - Warm Hands, Cold Heart | Текст песни

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• Emily Baker
• Warm Hands, Cold Heart

Cold, cold, cold,
Oh it’s cold inside your heart,
With veins that flow to hands that are trying to cool down,
Still you got me,

Ooh and yeah you hold, you’re holding, holding,
But I’m pulling off your gloves,
It takes more than clumsy cooling,
While I’m growing wise to fooling,
Still you got me,

Take this heart off my sleeve,
Warm it up, if you think it’s looking empty,
Find a scar, carefully,
Love has left it’s mark,
With warm hands and a cold heart,
It’s cold...

There’s lines, crossing lines, all the time,
In the cracks across my palms,
Trace fatalistic faultlines,
In the faith there’s always sunshine,
Yeah you got me,

Take this heart off my sleeve,
Warm it up, if you think it’s looking empty,
Find a scar, carefully,
Love has left it’s mark,
With warm hands and a cold heart,
It’s cold...

We don’t need to go the distance or count the centimetres to see,
That you’ve already got the measure of me,
And I don’t have to see your palms to know they're hotter than the sun,
Still you got me,

Take this heart off my sleeve,
Warm it up, if you think it’s looking empty,
Find a scar, carefully,
Love has left it’s mark,
With warm hands and a cold heart,
It’s cold...

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