His hands are warm. I can feel the desert burn. I can feel the engine turning over and over, starts to ignite. . Who's gonna love you best?. Who will meet you in the wild?.
In every broken face you found something to love. Looking for a new take on old pillow talk. Every arm around you a temporary home. Haven't found one where the fire stays on.
So, I'm the first one in again,. With the quiet and the window growing snow,. When I hear the furnace rouse itself. From its slumber, somehow suddenly I know,.
All the unpaid bills. Wrestling interest rates. While past-due dates wait with their boutonnieres. And the slumping bike. Strangled with a lock. That we forgot the combination to.
I woke up dreaming of a better life. The one where I really feel alive. Then I realized it was all in my mind. So I sat back down and I close my eyes.
Now I know why. Now I know why. I can't help. Now I know why. Now I know why. I can't help. . The moon's not shining bright all alone out in the night.
I'll call you when the lake is thugging. 'Cause we're not swimming clogging at the clouds. And if we're talking then let's use our mouths, our mouths, our mouths.
She was such a temple,. Compromised and sinful. Blonde hair, hands down. Movement from the eyes girl,. You will see that you were not alone. But skin and bones.