Churchill
Think It Over
Winter came and all the fields burned upLeft quiet roads and air as thick as bloodAnd there ain't nothing that can burn a man like loveOh, like loveSpring will come and green will take the placeOf a dusty brown and a winter white lace'Cause there ain't nothing that can cure a man like graceOh, like graceAnd I think it overThink it over 'til I dieAnd I think it overHold my head and I crySo understand that I triedAnd understand that I lost the fight this timeBut understand that I'm not alrightNot alright, yeahSo come and take a broken man downLike a winter storm in an old abandoned town'Cause there ain't nothing like that first warmth coming 'roundOh, come aroundAnd I think it overLetras de cancionesThink it over 'til I dieAnd I think it overHold my head and I crySo understand that I triedAnd understand that I lost the fight this timeBut understand that I'm not alrightI'm not alrightSo understand that I triedAnd understand that I lost the fight this timeBut understand that I'm not alrightI'm not alright, yeahI think it over 'til I die
From Letras Mania