Из альбома: Ghost Town
Break of hearts
Drifting to far apart
To be heard
Empty words
Making up too late from a losing start
Break of hearts
Waiting on a loosing game
Fleeting thing
Beautiful thing
There’s nothing here worth saving
Too many pieces now all breaking
We were two crazy fools
Running out of things to do Betting on distant dreams
Getting only empty things
Giving up We were both beyond trying
I’ve had enough
There’s something here that’s dying
Break of hearts
Drifting too long too far apart
To be heard
Empty words
There’s nothing here worth saving
Too many pieces now all breaking