Из альбома: Sevenhundred Sundays
I've never felt like this before.
All that feeling i've been trying to ignore.
So this is it, we were couvet, another chance do you say.
No explaination only silence and it's taring me apart.
So tell me, so tell me
what i've done
I wonder , I wonder how it got so wrong
It hurts so bad all thoose things you said.
I feel so keen, you should untie me.
It's all thoose small things that's enough
I've been burning briches just felt like giving up.
The burnign flame is not a shamed, it never felt like fire
The tiny voice is whispering your name and i'm going insane
So tell me, so tell me
what i've done
i wonder , I wonder how it got so wrong.
It hurts so bad all thoose things you said.
I feel so keen, you should untie me.
Evrything i do, reminds me of what you.
Baby we have to much to come out.
I can not feel love , and I can not feel pain.
That of course is all the shame, but do we try? It's still my favourite game.
(sinking) So tell me x4
It hurts so bad all thoose things you said.
I feel so keen, you should untie me.
It hurts so bad all thoose things you said.
I feel so keen, you should untie me