|
Your love's like faith, |
|
Your love's spite in your eyes from those battle days. |
|
There's still one way, |
|
Abandoned now no matter what you say. |
|
Just one truth, |
|
Moving up to decide that's your battle move, |
|
No one's here, |
|
Some phantoms realised that's your only fear. |
|
You're sending me rockets, |
|
Fools circle again, |
|
More than I realised. |
|
You're sending me rockets. |
|
Full circle again. |
|
Still sending me rockets. |
|
I could still cut through, |
|
A war machine with its missiles set on you. |
|
I still want you, |
|
Misty eyes clear to find another view. |
|
And still you're sending me rockets. |
|
And I surrender again, |
|
No more will I feel this time. |
|
You're sending me rockets. |
|
Fools circle again. |
|
Still sending me rockets. |
|
Fools circle again. |
|
Home sweet home, |
|
No idea of divides or where the peace has gone. |
|
No words to blame, |
|
Surrender leaves me in the dark again. |
|
You're sending me rockets, |
|
Fools circle again, |
|
No matter how I plead this time. |
|
You're sending me rockets, |
|
Fools circle again, |
|
More than I realised. |
|
You're sending me rockets. |
|
You're sending me rockets. |
|
Keep sending me rockets. |
|
Still sending me rockets. |
|
Fools circle again. |
