歌词
Is it this place that makes me fall from you?
Forget the words that once rang so true
Did we expect that life was ever fair, my God
I sowed a field of rose and reaped to whipping rod
And everything, I've held too tight inside
Could make a part of me die
And if my lips could only speak the name
The dam would break like a row
Like a row
What is this ice that gathers 'round my heart?
To stop the flood of warmth before it even starts
It would make me blind to what I thought would always be
The only constant in the world for me
And every hour of every day
I need to fight from pulling away
And if my mind could only loose the chain
The dam would break like a row
Like a row
Like a row
Like a row
Like a row
For all the things I hid away
And all the words I could not say
The dam would break
Like a row
Like a row
Like a row
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