Из альбома: The Drums
I wish your mind was more like your heart
Nailed shut
Looking back, can't remember too much love
Now when I fall down
When I get weak
When I grow tired
I'll never drop my sword
Tell me a sadder story
So I can fall asleep
The right way, if I knew the right away
Well, we wouldn't be here
Now when I fall down
When I get weak
When I grow tired
I'll never drop my sword
Do you think Jesus loves me?
Can I go home again?
I'm a boy