Takes your gloves off I'm not scared anymore It's my pillow (?) To not care anymore You know
I'm not called by nature This could bring me to my knees The fountain that empties the well Too beautiful to hold Not the direction of love With nowhere left to go Just running away
I'm sick of soft hearts And soft hands in the sun You can't get lost around it You can't get hurt around it You know
I'm not called by nature This could bring me to my knees The fountain that empties the well Too beautiful to hold Not the direction of love With nowhere left to go Just running away
It's the sweetest thing That you never have It's the sweetest thing That you never have You can't put your arms around me It's not there anymore Just running away
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