145
(Note: This is the acoustic version of 155 (a 10bpm slower), the lyrics are a little bit different.)
LoveThis is getting harderAnd I can't seem to pick you out of the crowdBut you my dearHave been discovered a liarAnd I'm afraid that this is building up for far too long
And this is not the time or place for us speak like thisSo dry your hollow eyes and lets go down to the waterIn a different time or place the words can make more senseSo dry your hollow eyes and lets go down to the waterEven though it's the last time
LoveThis is getting the best of meAnd truth be told, you were the start of it allNow you my dear, might end up lonelyBefore you go, there's something you should know
And this is not the time or place for us to speak like thisAnd if I ever had the thought I'd never dream of itSo dry your hollow eyes and lets go down to the water
In a different time or place the words can make more senseIn a perfect world, the future wouldn't make it thenSo dry your hollow eyes and lets go down to the waterEven though it's the last time
This is not the time or place for us to speak like thisAnd if I ever had the thought I'd never dream of itSo dry your hollow eyes and lets go down to the water
In a different time or place the words can make more senseIn a perfect world, the future wouldn't make it thenSo dry your hollow eyes and lets go down to the water
Please, let's not speak, don't breath a wordEven though it's the last time
Please, let's not speak, don't breath a wordEven though it's the last time