Love was kind, for a time Now just aches and it makes me blind
This mirror holds my eyes too bright I can't see the others in my life
Were we too young? And heads too strong? To bear the weight of these lover's eyes. 'Cause I feel numb, beneath your tongue Neath the curse of these lover's eyes.
But do not ask the price I pay, I must live with my quiet rage, Tame the ghosts in my head, That run wild and wish me dead. Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord, forget all of my sins Oh, let me die where I lie Neath the curse of my lover's eyes.
There's no drink nor drug I tried To rid the curse of these lover's eyes And I feel numb, beneath your tongue Your strength just makes me feel less strong
But do not ask the price I pay, I must live with my quiet rage, Tame the ghosts in my head, That run wild and wish me dead. Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord, forget all of my sins Oh, let me die where I lie Neath the curse of my lover's eyes.
And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow Take my hand, help me on my way. And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow Take my hand, I'll be on my way.
And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow Take my hand, help me on my way. And I'll walk slow, I'll walk slow Take my hand, I'll be on my way.
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Compositores: Benjamin Walter David Lovett (Ben Lovett) (PRS), Edward James Milton Dwane (Ted Dwane) (PRS), Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford (PRS), Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall (Country Winston) (PRS)Editor: Polygram Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2012ECAD verificado obra #7026886 e fonograma #12008054 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM