You talked me to sleep last night I hadn't felt that sad in years Your eyes like glass mistakes They moved me close to tears You speak those favourite fables Which I am yet to live And Casually confirm my fears That I've got nothing to give
I wish I could say That I've got no regrets But saying that would be one more To pile on my desk I wish I could say I've clung to time like gold Bust as you said goodbye I almost died
I take it back all of it Those names I called myself the heros of my childhood Like hardbacks on the shelf I take it back those promises I made to everyone I'm falling through a ribbon last Before I'd learn to run
I wish I could say That I've got no regrets But saying that would be one more To pile on my desk I wish I could say I've clung to time like gold Bust as you said goodbye I almost died
Compositores: Charles William Peter Cave (Charles Cave) (PRS), Harry Mcveigh (White Lies) (PRS), Jack Frederick Lawrence Brown (Jack Brown) (PRS)Editor: Butterfly Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #7254690 em 10/Abr/2024