It's too late, you're too late reach for the window pane look to our childhood for screws that are loose, don't we?
We all know ourselves well winter has dug in its heels living like all love we worked for was something we stole.
How does the wind sing so sweet even after all this time How the lights dim, heavenly taking back what was mine you should have seen the way you loved me leaving our hearts out to dry you should have seen the way you left me leaving our hearts out to dry
How did we come to this? Chips in the paint that we missed. Hard to put my finger down on the day it turned cold.
June turned into July. Oh how the time will fly by We were so careless to run from the words that we spoke