Текст песни Spill Those Secrets

I’m sleeping in my clothes tonight In a double bed with a cast iron frame And neither of us is to blame Oh my love Oh my love Every hour the good lord sends We work to save for the holidays Still we can’t afford to curb the ways Of the heart Oh my love Spill those secrets, don’t suffer alone Come the morning i’ll take them home Spill those secrets one at a time Come the morning they’ll be with mine