Tác giả: Chưa Biết
We'll do it all. Everything. On our own. We don't need. Anything. Or anyone. If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and just forget the world? I don't quite know. How to say. How I feel. Those.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
It's hard to argue when you won't stop making sense. But my tongue still misbehaves and it keeps digging my own grave with my. Hands open, and my eyes open. I just keep hoping. That your heart opens. Why would I.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
For once I want to be the car crash. Not always just the traffic jam. Hit me hard enough to wake me. And lead me wild to your dark roads. Headlights... before me. So beautiful, so clear. Reach out... and take it. Cos.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
I want something. That's purer than the water. Like we were. It's not there now. Ineloquence and anger. Are all we have. Like Saturn's rings. An icy loop around me. Too hard to hold. Lash out first. At all the.
Tác giả: Snow Patrol
Ca sĩ: Snow Patrol
1. I'm running out of ways to make you see. I want you to stay here beside me. I won't be okay and I won't pretend I am. So just tell me today and take my hand. Please take my hand. Please take my hand. Please take my.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Please don't let this turn into something it's not. I can only give you everything I've got. I can't be as sorry as you think I should. But I still love you more than anyone else could. All that I keep thinking.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Snow Patrol
You left your door wide open. Couldn't help but walk in. It's the last place I should be. But I'm dying to see you. Have I held out for something. That is never going to happen? It's not me that you love. You woke up cold.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
All this feels strange and untrue. And I won't waste a minute without you. My bones ache, my skin feels cold. And I'm getting so tired and so old. I want so much to open your eyes. Cos I need you to look into mine.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
I find the map and draw a straight line. Over rivers, farms, and state lines. The distance from here to where you'd be. It's only finger-lengths that I see. I touch the place where I'd find your face. My finger in.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Shut your eyes and think of somewhere. Somewhere cold and caked in snow. By the fire we break the quiet. Learn to wear each other well. And when the worrying starts to hurt and the world feels like graves of dirt. Just.