Paroles de Call Across Rooms

I've a present to give you When we finally figure it out Funny that we still haven't figured it out How we're still turning circles In the vale that disguises One flesh from the other We were but reflections Of rooms that hold echoes Across the divide Of rooms with a ragged interior We hid under the lavender meadows And pulled back infinite curtains But windy as the moon changes Our love was nothing God, just to feel you And maybe we'll figure it out And then I can give you my letter Scatter the glass in the hallway Call across rooms with the echo