Song | Fades In Vain |
Artist | Scott Matthews |
Album | Elsewhere |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Meet me somewhere by the brook. | |
Oh please; you can see me if you look. | |
I can see you, I can hear your name, | |
Try to touch you but my hand fades in vain. | |
Goodbye to the one that I have loved the most. | |
The most. | |
He lost everything without a hope. | |
A vain attempt; couldn’t hold onto the rope. | |
Now I blame you, but surely we’re at fault. | |
This case is dismissed and sent down to the vaults. | |
He’s like a broken feeling glued, | |
All frayed as life is torn in two. | |
It’s the need to know just who you really are. | |
Some counterfeit miss-hit scarred my heart. | |
Like a broken jewel encased in glue, she breaks | |
When the stone hammer chips against her glass frame. | |
Her cries crack the ceiling in her lonesome mind, | |
Her mind just cries. | |
I am always there to meet you at the end, | |
But I struggle, now betrayal’s your new best friend. | |
And I know you only wear your heart in vain, | |
'Cause the man you loved stepped out under the train. | |
You’re like a broken feeling glued, | |
All frayed as life is torn in two. | |
Maybe it was never meant to be, | |
But let's see, one more time, don’t you agree? | |
Where we going? Surely you must feel the doubt | |
To try our luck now, well in vain anyhow. | |
You’re like a broken feeling glued, | |
But in time, we'll see this cold night through. |
Meet me somewhere by the brook. | |
Oh please you can see me if you look. | |
I can see you, I can hear your name, | |
Try to touch you but my hand fades in vain. | |
Goodbye to the one that I have loved the most. | |
The most. | |
He lost everything without a hope. | |
A vain attempt couldn' t hold onto the rope. | |
Now I blame you, but surely we' re at fault. | |
This case is dismissed and sent down to the vaults. | |
He' s like a broken feeling glued, | |
All frayed as life is torn in two. | |
It' s the need to know just who you really are. | |
Some counterfeit misshit scarred my heart. | |
Like a broken jewel encased in glue, she breaks | |
When the stone hammer chips against her glass frame. | |
Her cries crack the ceiling in her lonesome mind, | |
Her mind just cries. | |
I am always there to meet you at the end, | |
But I struggle, now betrayal' s your new best friend. | |
And I know you only wear your heart in vain, | |
' Cause the man you loved stepped out under the train. | |
You' re like a broken feeling glued, | |
All frayed as life is torn in two. | |
Maybe it was never meant to be, | |
But let' s see, one more time, don' t you agree? | |
Where we going? Surely you must feel the doubt | |
To try our luck now, well in vain anyhow. | |
You' re like a broken feeling glued, | |
But in time, we' ll see this cold night through. |
Meet me somewhere by the brook. | |
Oh please you can see me if you look. | |
I can see you, I can hear your name, | |
Try to touch you but my hand fades in vain. | |
Goodbye to the one that I have loved the most. | |
The most. | |
He lost everything without a hope. | |
A vain attempt couldn' t hold onto the rope. | |
Now I blame you, but surely we' re at fault. | |
This case is dismissed and sent down to the vaults. | |
He' s like a broken feeling glued, | |
All frayed as life is torn in two. | |
It' s the need to know just who you really are. | |
Some counterfeit misshit scarred my heart. | |
Like a broken jewel encased in glue, she breaks | |
When the stone hammer chips against her glass frame. | |
Her cries crack the ceiling in her lonesome mind, | |
Her mind just cries. | |
I am always there to meet you at the end, | |
But I struggle, now betrayal' s your new best friend. | |
And I know you only wear your heart in vain, | |
' Cause the man you loved stepped out under the train. | |
You' re like a broken feeling glued, | |
All frayed as life is torn in two. | |
Maybe it was never meant to be, | |
But let' s see, one more time, don' t you agree? | |
Where we going? Surely you must feel the doubt | |
To try our luck now, well in vain anyhow. | |
You' re like a broken feeling glued, | |
But in time, we' ll see this cold night through. |