01.01.2014
68
Rock,Emo,Pop-Punk
Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
There you are
Impossibly small
Head grown flat
From staring at a wall
And so quiet
Just listening to the phone calls
Here I am
I bear no gifts
No myrrh, or gold
Or frankincense
It seems like
The greatest of social faux pas
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cos though this is a bed
And not a manger
And we are two
Not three
I walked in thinking
I was gonna save you
But now I see that you'll
Save me
[Chorus]
Flesh of my flesh
Blood of my blood
My heart hit the ground
With the heaviest thud
And I knew
We were playing a game
We're winning
Father and son
Birth and rebirth
My soul hit the ceiling
With the lightest of mirth
And I knew
In a hospital room
That’s spinning
We were looking at
A new beginning
[Verse 2]
As we listen to books
I take furtive looks
To wear you sit
Nestled in your nook
Surrounded
By Clif Bars and sparkling water
And I try to reserve
Sanctimonious feeling
How'd she leave you there
Just staring at the ceiling?
Cos I know
She, too, is someone’s daughter
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And I can only do
What I can do
If I have a limited time
In which to love you
I will open the doors
Like you've done for me
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
No, I'm not cold, I’ve got a sweater on!
[Chorus x2]
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