|
Not so long ago |
|
We both felt love became a word |
|
No more than that |
|
With sex that felt like wings without a bird |
|
The only thing that we both love |
|
Is in the cradle that we rock |
|
Six hands, six feet but just one beat |
|
The ticking of the clock |
|
I always heard |
|
I could get hurt |
|
I knew that from the start |
|
Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck |
|
But please, don't break my heart |
|
Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck |
|
But please, don't break my heart |
|
Solid wood will rot |
|
If you don't keep it from the rain |
|
We were surprised when we found out |
|
That love feels just like pain |
|
I always heard |
|
I could get hurt |
|
I knew that from the start |
|
Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck |
|
But please, don't break my heart |
|
Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck |
|
But please, don't break my heart |
