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Saviour

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 09.07.2012

In my ear, finally my saviour is here
In my ear, finally my saviour is here

I here you call me from the other room,
You say my name as if you know what you're about to do,
You say you're tired and you must be leaving soon,
When will we ever, see this through ?
And I continue to drown my sorrows,
After you're gone,
And look around for somebody else to,
Hang my hopes on

In fact it's easier now that
You're not here,
I'm no longer dreading you muttering those words in my ear

In my ear, finally my saviour in here
In my ear, finally my saviour is here

I can't explain the dark expression on my face,
To the people that I'm surrounded by,
But you understand me more than most,
And you let me try

In fact it's easy now
In fact it's easy now
In fact it's easy now
In fact it's easy now
I'm no longer dreading you muttering those words in my ear

In my ear, finally my saviour is here
In my ear, finally my saviour is here
In my ear, finally my saviour is here
In my ear, finally my saviour is here.


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