Somewhere on the edge of sleep There is a taste of peace Every night we dance in my dreams
But cupid's an archer His violent departure Leaves us at the altar Wounded, weak and ready to bleed No monuments made in my name
I'll wash away some day No monuments made in my name There is no life I'd trade You were my reason to remain And I will remain Through comfort and pain Till I wash away
You are all that I can see Alone I'm obsolete Evеry fight is purgatory
Stripped of the armor We plеad and we barter We stray from our harbor Searching for some false remedy
I'll wash away some day No monuments made in my name There is no life I'd trade You were my reason to remain Now we remain Through comfort and pain Till I wash away
I could never leave you You are my first and last love Every day I'm near you I have enough
I wash some day No monuments made in my name There is no life I'd trade You were my reason to remain And I will remain Ohh-oh
Compositor: Saleka Night Shyamalan (Saleka) (BMI)Editor: U P G Music Publishing (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #34477597 em 18/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM