6 acessos
As i ponder the color of your blood
the dripping takes a tone much like your voice.
Something hits me HARD like the knife
I'm gonna bring you back cos' it's my choice.
Image of God, His voice, i will intone.
A little paler, a little loose at ends.
That's OK babe, my stitch is what you'll get.
I kind of like this silence between us.
You're voice is sweeter in my head.
Your words are slow.
They're clear like songs of old
UNEARTHED- we we watch the moon cycle the sky.
UNEARTHED- we ponder the fire's on high.
UNEARTHED- I named that star there after you.
UNEARTHED- cos' it shines so bright and never moves.
(solo)
UNEARTHED- we watch the moon cycle the sky.
UNEARTHED- we ponder the fires on high.
UNEARTHED- you're cold and I'm warm, should i care?
UNEARTHED- for love that is worse for the wear.