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Ellie Goulding

Nobody's Crying

 

Nobody's Crying


He jumps in a taxi, hands for the sky
He's off to slay some demon or dragonfly
He's looking at me, that long last time
I'll turn away again and I wave goodbye
In an envelope, inside his coat
Is a chain I wore, around my throat
Along with, a note I wrote
Said "I love you but, I don't even know why"
Darling, I wish you well
On your way to the wishing well
Swinging off those gates of hell
And I can tell how hard you're trying
And just have our secret hope
Sometimes all we do is cope
Somewhere on the steepest slope
There'll be an endless rope
And nobody's crying

Well a couple of long nights turn into a couple of long years
Of me walking walking around, around this trail of tears
Where the very loud voices of my own fears
Is ringing and ringing in my ears
It says that love is long gone
Every move I make is all wrong
Says you never gave a damn for me

For anything, for anyone

Darling, I wish you well
On your way to the wishing well
Swinging off those gates of hell
And I can tell how hard you're trying
And just have our secret hope
Sometimes all we do is cope
Somewhere on the steepest slope
There'll be an endless rope
And nobody's crying

May you dream you are sleeping, in a warm soft bed
And may the voices inside you that fill you with dread
Turn the sound of thousands of angels instead
Tonight where you might be laying your head

I wish you well
On your way to the wishing well
Swinging off of those gates of hell
And I can tell how hard you're trying
And just have our secret hope
Sometimes all we do is cope
Somewhere on the steepest slope
There'll be an endless rope
And nobody's crying
And nobody's crying

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