Beware the danger it lurks for those who get swept away the dreamers get punished most by the truth they say it's all in the little ways one reveals their loves gone away loves gone away
when my hand was in you hand my heart was pure and now I see a different man rewriting memories the dogs run down the beach and all I'm left with is sand in my shoes sand in my shoes
'Cuz fools like me How we love blindly And the cracks don't count It's gotta break in front of me
Now I recall that time at the cafe The thunderstorm outside words you could never say they hold the loudest tones You say alright but it's ink on a page just ink on a page
But, fools like me how we love blindly and the cracks don't count it's gotta break in front of me
And tick tock the time Distant look grows in your eyes fools never ask afraid what lurks in your mind
I always knew Somehow always knew I always knew the truth.
'Cuz fools like me How we never see and the cracks don't count its gotta break in front of me and It's breaking, It's breaking It's breaking
It's gotta break for me to see At least I can see I was not afraid I loved you all the way And I'd pick the fool any day
Compositor: Vanessa Carlton (BMI)Editores: Rosasharn Music (BMI), Music Corporation Of America Inc (BMI)Publicado em 2007ECAD verificado obra #16216331 e fonograma #2006778 em 08/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM