Broken Telephone Lyrics - Be Good Tanyas

I'll be the wind in your leaves 

The warmth of the sun 

I'm always drawing your colors 

I'm always tracing your footsteps 

It's a hard world, it's a cold world 

I could never say what I mean 

I went looking in all the wrong places 

There's nothing wrong with you 

Broken telephone 

The lines are down 

The wires no longer reaching 

Connection's gone 

Higher and higher I am taken by 

What you've given to me 

Higher and higher I am taken by 

What you've given to me, what you've given to me 

What you've given to me 

I'll be the wind in your leaves 

The warmth of the sun 

I'm always drawing your colors 

I'm always tracing your footsteps 

It's a hard world, it's a cold world 

I could never say, what I mean 

I went looking in all the wrong places 

There's nothing wrong with you 

Broken telephone 

The lines are down 

I throw myself at nothing 

I throw myself at nothing 

Higher and higher I am taken by 

What you've given to me 

Higher and higher I am taken by 

What you've given to me, what you've given to me 

What you've given to me