Can I trust you? Do you mean it? Can I take it? Got something to give?
You spoke slowly, broken by your tour Keep crying, they say it cleanses the soul You said "There's no heaven, only new highways and lonely men And there is no paradise, only good days and nights"
Oh, oh, oh Ooooh, oooohhh
Cronically half heavy hearted Darkness I need you, to get something started Could go driving? Could go walking? But not inwards? It blends with the soul
There's no heaven, only new highways and lonely men And there is no paradise, only good days and nights.
