Paroles de Picture Of A Key

Sculptors Hands At work spreads thin Clay over frames It's just what he wanted flawless skin-deep deep eyes to look with Mesmerize In blank stare He looks at his hands with hopeless fear as the clay crumbles down towards the earth Bleed my thoughts on a picture that's lost will you be mine I locked the door that my trust is behind will you be mine Just not at this time Cracked smile waves At the mirror tries to say That light is now clearer with eyes that pity self-reflection Throw away your movie tickets Wash away your romance kisses Collect the thoughts that keep it driven to be what I wanted to be Bleed my thoughts on a picture that's lost will you be mine I locked the door that my trust is behind will you be mine Just not at this time My Berlin wall surrounds the town once again The seas of fear from a hopeless man And to rise to king it was only the plan can you see me Can you read me Can you feel my love story Bleed my thoughts on a picture that's lost will you be mine I locked the door that my trust is behind will you be mine Just not at this time