Chicosci The Sound And Taste Of Tears Falling Upon Your Chest
If it’s not one thing
Then I’m not waiting
I spent half the time offering apologies
Can’t let a miracle
Pass me by anymore
Christ, I gave up my days
This, heart
Continues to be captured
You and I possess
Things worth lasting
Bend over backward, lean closer forward
The fascination in my mind
Just stop and think
Is this worth all the tears you gave
Just stop and think
Is this worth all the blood you gave to me