Из альбома: We Were Young
Hear me out I've got nothing to lose
Apart from a heart of stone
I've nothing to lose
Be naive
Be my only remedy
Define my love
And pull from your petals
Puting our fate in the hands of the meadows
And you walked out the door
With a smile onyour face
And you talked with the world
Was she bright and yellow
You love me dear
You love me not