Luke Pickett
Luke Pickett - Dream Love Cure songtekst
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I'm at your window Pouring my heart out Counting the cracks Until you fill your lungs With these tears that have flooded our room But i just didnt realise that we could save you You're bitter, cos you lost out So why dont, you sit this one out It's better, if you let go Then taking the easy way home I'm at your window Pulling the blinds down Passing the flowers Cupping the teadrops You're bitter cos you lost out So why dont, you sit this one out It's better, if you let go Then taking the easy way home Bear your soul To the world The seas will make It seem bold Bear your soul To the world The seas will make Bear our souls (now) Bear our souls (to the world) Bear our souls (to the world) Bear our souls (to the world) Bear your soul (Bear your soul to the world) Bear your soul (to the world) Bear your soul (to the world) Bear your soul