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The Flood

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 12.09.2012

Turn the lights out, in the light house,
I saw you coming,
Felt the ship wreck
Saw the wreckage, I heard you yelling,
Just a mess when I saw your reflection in the sand,
Wondering where you were washed up,
Or I ran to the water, Mmmmm,
I can put my hands down in it,
But I won't bring nothing up,
Sitting at the shore all day, waiting on the tide to come

But you can't hold on to water
It fills you up but never stays
It's only good to wash away, today
And your loving me like water
Your slippin' through my fingers such
A natural disaster love
Bringing on the flood, the flood
Love me like a flood, a flood
Bring it on

Stay tonight out, by the beach house, it's all so quiet
Lit a candle candle, by the window, so you might find it
Hope you know you'll always have a place to call your home
Still, I can't help but think, I could have saved you from drowning,
Ohhh, oh,
I can put my hands down in it, yeah,
But I won't bring nothing up,
Sitting on the shore all day
Just waiting on the tide to come,

But you can't hold on to water,
It fills you up but never stays,
It's only good to wash away,
Today and your loving me like water,
You're slipping through my fingers touch,
Natural disaster love, bringing on the flood,
The flood,
Love me like a flood, the flood,
Bring it on,

I knew the waves were icy, when I felt them all retreating,
Went to take a dive in the deep end,
Oh, what was I thinking?

But you can't hold on to water,
It fills you up but never stays,
It's only good to wash away,
Today and your loving me like water,
You're slipping through my fingers touch,
Natural disaster love, bringing on the flood,
The flood,
Love me like a flood, the flood,
Bring it on,
Ohohohoh Ohohohoh
Rising and falling in my dreams,
Rising and the falling of my tears that fill the ocean, (the ocean, the ocean)


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