All Good Things کے بول

When lines are crossed and in your heart You can't see where you are Hold out your hand move through the sand And there i'll be waiting When it's seeming dark and all the fruit Has melted through the bowl Hold out your hand move through the sand And know your plate is quite full When all good things come attached by strings Don't bat an eye. just fly. When it's feeling hard look to your heart And you'll know where i am If you play the game you can be as strange As you think you should be When all good things come attached by strings Don't bat an eye. just fly. When lines are crossed and in your heart You can't see where you are Hold out your hand move through the sand And there i'll be waiting...