Half of your two piece dress is out the door, the other one still lays on the floor
I saw some blinding lights
And I could hear the sky
Crying in a way I've never heard before
To first blood and last drop
Let them fall with everything you've got. Quiet moan, semitone it is
The sound of love
The blind side of this bed is still warm
But solitude remains she's thunderstorms.
No vacancy inside
A game of seek and hide
Where the thrill is not enough and I always want more
To first blood and last drop
Let them fall with everything you've got. Quiet moan, semitone it is
The sound of love