Just give me a second, darling, to clear my head Just put down those scissors, baby On the single bed The sand in the hour glass is running low I came through thunder, the cold, wind, the rain and the snow To find you awake by your windowsill A sight for sore eyes, and a view to kill
I broke down in horror at you standing there The glow from the moon shone through cracks in your hair I shouted with passion " I love you so much" But feeling my skin, it was cold to the touch You whispered where are you? I questioned your doubt But soon realised you were talking to God now
You got blood on your hands And I know it's mine I just need more time So get of your low, let's dance like we used to But there's a light in the distance, waiting for me I will wait for you So get of your low, let's kiss like we used to
I looked in the mirror, but something was wrong I saw you behind, but my reflection was gone There was smoke in the fireplace as white as the snow A voice beckoned gently "Now it's time to go" A requiem played, as you begged for forgiveness "Don't touch me" I screamed I've got unfinished business
You got blood on your hands And I know it's mine I just need more time So get of your low, let's dance like we used to But there's a light in the distance, waiting for me I will wait for you So get of your low, let's kiss like we used to
You got blood on your hands And I know it's mine I just need more time So get of your low, let's dance like we used to But there's a light in the distance, waiting for me I will wait for you So get of your low, let's kiss like we used to
Compositores: Harry Mcveigh (White Lies), Jack Frederick Lawrence Brown (Jack Brown), Charles William Peter Cave (Charles Cave) ECAD: Obra #15486158 Fonograma #13239395