Please, take your clothes and leave Yet again I'm down here alone on my knees
Hold these delicate bones Be someone to count on a friend and home
But this vacant grace And all my patient ways Loneliness I'm cruelly blessed Chasing the dream I ain't found yet
Ooh oh Ooh oh
Care feel the yearning there Won't you shoulder the hunger for calm and control Oh but I'm bruised laced with thoughts of you Don't be afraid of the dark bits darling these are the heart of it
But this vacant grace And all my patient ways Loneliness I'm cruelly blessed Chasing the dream I ain't found yet
We can stop the bleed but the damage was done I didn't know it then but I had already won
This vacant grace and my patient ways I hope one day we can start again
Ooh oh Ooh oh
Compositor: George Stoner Cosby (George Cosby) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #17525633 em 13/Mai/2024