quarta-feira, 26 de fevereiro de 2014

If you were here beside me
Instead of in New York
If the curve of you was curved on me
I'd tell you that I loved you
Before I ever knew you
'Cause I loved the simple thought of you

If our hearts are never broken
Then there's no joy in the mending
There's so much this hurt can teach us both
Though there's the distance and there's silence
Your words have never left me
They're the prayer that I say every day

The lone neon nights
And the ache of the ocean
And the fire that was starting to spark
I miss it all
From the love to the lightening
And the lack of it snaps me in two

If you were here beside me
Instead of in New York
In the arms you said you'd never leave
I'd tell you that it's simple
And it was only ever thus
There's nowhere else I belong

Just give me a sign
There's an end and a beginning
To the quiet chaos driving me mad
The lone neon nights
And the want of the ocean
And the fire that is starting to go out

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