الكلمات
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I've got skin and I've got bones
But I'll hold your body close
Build a shell, a driftwood heart
Made out of stone
Trace my tongue along your hips
Planting flowers with my lips
Carving hearts inside your palms
With empty fingertips
But I'm feeling so alone
Wishing you would just come home
Cause it's getting dark
And all I have is time
And some may be the death of me
But some will never get the best of us
With a tear
I say goodbye
And watch the moonlight
Leave your eyes
Kiss me dear
One more time
Take my hand
And hold it tight
Broken stitches in your back
Where your wings were once attached
