I do
In my fight
Come back
I want your smile
But in my days
Every night's too slow
I don't know why
Get out
The truth
In my eyes
The truth's come true
Inside, in my shame
Every night is slow
I don't know
I'll get back to catch your grief tonight, we'll cross
I do
Bring me your heart
As blinded truths are never left inside
But our shame's alive, it's blue
We don't know why
Get out
The truths give me signs they're true
You're into desires
But my shame
Every night it grows
I don't know
I'll get back to catch your grief tonight, we'll cross
I don't want our dancing shoes
You don't want our dancing shoes
I don't want our dancing shoes in the fire
It's cold
I don't know what you do
Every night's not true
In the fire with colder proof.