The soft, unsettled quiet from
A million questions never answered.
Oh.
Expecting conversational return
More akin to diapason.
Oh.
Hope for reason fades away.
A hint of heartache in its place.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
But I'll still hold on hope
As frail as the evening ghostly gloam.
Oh.
Staring till the stars align.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
And still, we stand here praying
For something more divine.
Our hands clasped so tightly.
Our eyes are closed and shy.
We move along,
When there's nothing left for us.
We move along,
When there's nothing left for us, here.
The Dear Hunter - Sweet Naiveté Lyrics
The Dear Hunter - Sweet Naiveté Lyrics
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The soft, unsettled quiet from
A million questions never answered.
Oh.
Expecting conversational return
More akin to diapason.
Oh.
Hope for reason fades away.
A hint of heartache in its place.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
But I'll still hold on hope
As frail as the evening ghostly gloam.
Oh.
Staring till the stars align.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
And still, we stand here praying
For something more divine.
Our hands clasped so tightly.
Our eyes are closed and shy.
We move along,
When there's nothing left for us.
We move along,
When there's nothing left for us, here.
A million questions never answered.
Oh.
Expecting conversational return
More akin to diapason.
Oh.
Hope for reason fades away.
A hint of heartache in its place.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
But I'll still hold on hope
As frail as the evening ghostly gloam.
Oh.
Staring till the stars align.
Gone is the time when I could survive
Nursing on a sweet naivety,
Waiting for you.
And still, we stand here praying
For something more divine.
Our hands clasped so tightly.
Our eyes are closed and shy.
We move along,
When there's nothing left for us.
We move along,
When there's nothing left for us, here.
Writer: Casey Crescenzo
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management