Editors
Bones
How can you always be late for your arrival? You know I'd forgive you every single time Retreat, retreat
I've fallen at the low tide
Oh retreat, retreat
And meet me by the quayside In the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through
Are your eyes showing off for mine
Your face in my hands is everything good I need The system's put in place, put there to protect us
For you I'd throw a lifeline every time Oh Retreat, retreat
I've fallen at the low tide
Now retreat, retreat
And meet me by the quayside
In the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through
Are your eyes showing off for mine
Letras de cancionesYour face in my hands is everything good I need Bones, starved of flesh
Surround your aching heart
Full of love Oh bones, starved of flesh
Surround your aching heart
Full of love Bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Bones Oh bones I watch as your eyes show off for mine
I watch as your eyes show off
I watch as your eyes show off for mine I watch as your eyes show off
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