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| 4:47 | ||||
I had to strain to understand
Your swimming in the water tower Running blood down from my hand She said are you sure that you live The way you want to live I had to hope to take her hand I was hanging on the edge for hours Dreaming of some starry strand And I was dreaming about your face Running back my way We were the picture of love And love doesn't think of tomorrow And long live romance from above And your fire of love I built a fire into the sky A little something to remember you by And panic broke and I lost my faith And I was mistaken for you On the palace stool We were the picture of love And love doesn't think of tomorrow And long live romance from above And your fire of love We were the picture of love And love doesn't think of forever And long live your stars from above And your fire of love I had to strain to understand Your swimming in the water tower We were the picture of love And love doesn't think of tomorrow And long live romance from above And your fire of love We were the picture of love And love doesn't think past forever And long live you stars from above And your fire of love And your fire of love And she said are you sure that you live The way you want to live |
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2. |
| 3:55 | ||||
3. |
| 3:47 | ||||
Let go of the wheel
And forget how to steer It's all downhill from here Forget all the words that you heard And shuffle them till they're unclear It's all downhill from here And if I held the key to all time Then all of your time would be mine Pick up something to throw And see how far it'll go And forget all you know We'll throw our thoughts over the pier And send them all into the mire And wait there, until they all disappear And if I held the secret to faith Then all of your faith would be mine So let go of the wheel And forget how to steer It's all downhill from here And when you're flying past In your carriage of glass Will you get time to ask Or will it all be too fast And when you're getting cold in your In your carriage of gold Will you hear all I told Or be too precious to hold And if I held the door to all love Then all of your love would be mine And if I held the whole world in my hands Then all of your world would be mine So let go of the wheel And forget how to steer It's all downhill from here It's all downhill from here It's all downhill from here |