A jaded heart, a troubled mind | |
I can't feel | |
Her hold a hand that once held mine | |
‘Cause I know her tear drops fall in bits like me | |
There's no tinderbox, no pocket full of dreams | |
There she goes, nobody knows she roams broken and cold | |
There she goes, I can't let go | |
She's close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we've done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Except the believers | |
Far from nowhere, hurt by words | |
I can't say, the echoed silence makes it worse | |
Don't you know your teardrops fall in bits like me? | |
Where's that tinderbox and pocket full of dreams? | |
There she goes, nobody knows she roams broken and cold | |
There she goes, I can't let go | |
She's close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we've done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Now I'm a believer | |
I'm a believer | |
I'm a believer | |
Yes, I'm a believer | |
There she goes, I can't let go | |
She's close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we've seen it all | |
She can't ride the storm | |
What is done, is done, we had it all | |
The push and the pull | |
What is done, is done, we've done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Except the believers | |
Except the believers |
A jaded heart, a troubled mind | |
I can' t feel | |
Her hold a hand that once held mine | |
' Cause I know her tear drops fall in bits like me | |
There' s no tinderbox, no pocket full of dreams | |
There she goes, nobody knows she roams broken and cold | |
There she goes, I can' t let go | |
She' s close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we' ve done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Except the believers | |
Far from nowhere, hurt by words | |
I can' t say, the echoed silence makes it worse | |
Don' t you know your teardrops fall in bits like me? | |
Where' s that tinderbox and pocket full of dreams? | |
There she goes, nobody knows she roams broken and cold | |
There she goes, I can' t let go | |
She' s close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we' ve done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Now I' m a believer | |
I' m a believer | |
I' m a believer | |
Yes, I' m a believer | |
There she goes, I can' t let go | |
She' s close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we' ve seen it all | |
She can' t ride the storm | |
What is done, is done, we had it all | |
The push and the pull | |
What is done, is done, we' ve done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Except the believers | |
Except the believers |
A jaded heart, a troubled mind | |
I can' t feel | |
Her hold a hand that once held mine | |
' Cause I know her tear drops fall in bits like me | |
There' s no tinderbox, no pocket full of dreams | |
There she goes, nobody knows she roams broken and cold | |
There she goes, I can' t let go | |
She' s close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we' ve done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Except the believers | |
Far from nowhere, hurt by words | |
I can' t say, the echoed silence makes it worse | |
Don' t you know your teardrops fall in bits like me? | |
Where' s that tinderbox and pocket full of dreams? | |
There she goes, nobody knows she roams broken and cold | |
There she goes, I can' t let go | |
She' s close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we' ve done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Now I' m a believer | |
I' m a believer | |
I' m a believer | |
Yes, I' m a believer | |
There she goes, I can' t let go | |
She' s close but so far from home | |
What is done, is done, we' ve seen it all | |
She can' t ride the storm | |
What is done, is done, we had it all | |
The push and the pull | |
What is done, is done, we' ve done it all | |
But who could have known | |
We belonged | |
Except the believers | |
Except the believers |