Testi:
Broken Door

I've played this scene in my head so many times that I could tell you your line. You're so perfect in your imperfections And so delicate in your motion

eyes to us Fight fire Trap doors to endless wisdom Young lad, have we grown too tired Longing to find And close your eyes to us And fight fire Trap doors

I've played this scene in my head so many times that I could tell you your line. You're so perfect in your imperfections And so delicate in your motion

to us Fight fire Trap doors to endless wisdom Young lad, have we grown too tired Longing to find And close your eyes to us And fight fire Trap doors

Traduzione: Bedlight per Blueeyes. Broken Door.

I'm lying to myself. Assuming that I had your heart. And I wish I had the courage to say.... That it's alright, it's okay. You're not special anyway

I should let this go but I just can't And now it's just a lesson I can't grasp So what's really the best that I could do To hope to see you every

[guitar solo] I'm waiting for the day this finds you The guilt will be so heavy you won't know what to do What goes around, comes around, and it's

Why must you reduce yourself to this Aren't you tired of coming back for more Can't you see that comfort is just a prayer away So let your feet shatter