Paroles de Sinking

Love will you bloom Or are we doomed Chaperoned by the dead There's a heart string It spans ocean Made of delicate thread Love let me swoon Let us bloom Little boat do you care That I'm sinking Predicting The end is not fair All alone in the night I will suffer, I'll fight That the truth is This death wish Is a prison This tale is it fiction A fable The cradle and all There's no telling But here's hoping In your arms I will fall Be it Spain or Rome Not to be alone Little boat take me there Because I'm sinking With longing To breath the same air