| [0:22] |
Dirty hearts, Mr. Blue, give them grace, the dying few |
| [0:31] |
I lick the flame, these matches burn. |
| [0:35] |
Poor taste of love, ill child's born |
| [0:40] |
Wild horses cry down this earth we know |
| [0:45] |
The deserts skin, too dry to grow. |
| [0:49] |
So sugar man, today no thrills. |
| [0:54] |
I spent my heart, none left to steal. |
| [0:59] |
Her daisy chain, her sugar kiss. |
| [1:4] |
Forever young, we'll live in bliss. |
| [1:9] |
Yes, I'm in love with how you fill. In. My. Heart. |
| [1:26] |
Hallelujah, it made me shiver. |
| [1:31] |
I hope I never, have to sing it to ya. |
| [1:36] |
So can I take your hand, on this trip of mine? |
| [1:40] |
Our ride awaits, let's walk the line |
| [1:45] |
Has anyone seen, a leprechaun? |
| [1:51] |
I saw him last end, where the colours run. |
| [1:55] |
So sugar man, today no thrills. |
| [2:0] |
I spent my heart, none left to steal. |
| [2:4] |
Her daisy chain, her sugar kiss. |
| [2:9] |
Forever young, we'll live in bliss. |
| [2:14] |
Yes, I'm in love with how you fill. In. My. Heart. |
| [2:33] |
Yes, I'm in love with how you fill. In. My. Heart. |
| [3:10] |
Yes, I'm in love with how you fill. In. My. Heart. |
| [3:29] |
Yes, I'm in love with how you fill. In. My. Dark. |
