I feel exactly like a matchstick in relation to you Thin and broken
Nothin' I can seem to do Make you switch the TV off Oh look up
Sail away, sailin' away from me also I count your sticks and all your toys You're laughin' in the background noise We won't give up I'm gonna give you somethin' else That's some kind of broken loves
Children swing to and fro Do you ever wonder, where did the summer go? Countin' the TV's and countin' the stars It's so litle unfunny I don't know where you are anymore I don't know where you are anymore
Sail away, sail on back to me envy I count your sticks and all your toys Your laughter in the background noise Please don't give up I am gonna promise you somethin' else There's some kind of broken loves, yeah broken loves Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sail away, sail on back to me and then I'll keep your sticks and all your toys And I'll keep you in the background noise Yeah we don't give up And I'm gonna find you somethin' else Like some kind of broken loves, broken loves