Meteors

(альбом: Prodigal Son - 2015)

So here I stay
With your heart in my hands
On the birch of coming clean
The whole universe keeps it
Don't act surprised
Deep down you always knew
With this falling off my chest
I got nothing left

Teardrops fall like meteors
They burn up in the atmosphere
You thought so much more of me
Winter slowly pass to spring
No words can set things right again
You deserve much more than this

I've calm a storm break the black cloud over us
Take you some place warm
We haven't [?]
Lets pick it up where we left off
Where it was you and me
And [?]
[?] change
But I got nothing left
I got nothing left

Teardrops fall like meteors
They burn up in the atmosphere
You thought so much more of me
Winter slowly pass to spring
No words can set things right again
You deserve much more than this

So here I stay
With your heart in my hands
Yet here I said
I've calm the storm
Break the black cloud over us
The black cloud over us
The black cloud over us
The black cloud over us

Teardrops fall like meteors
They burn up in the atmosphere
You thought so much more of me
Winter slowly pass to spring
No words can set things right again

Teardrops fall like meteors
No words can set things right again now