Take me from the edge Still a step and lean me back from harm Hold it in your hand Crush it into crumbs like nothing, small And tell me you like what you wanna know Take what you wanna hide, it's too late To mend this love And tell me you go where you wanna go Break what you never had, it's too late To mend this love
I was in the end Guarding like a burning gold and burnt Falling on the breeze, scattered into dust Oh no, four winds And tell me you like what you wanna know Take what you wanna hide, it's too late To mend this love And tell me you go where you wanna go Break what you never had, it's too late To mend this love
Take me where the air is cold My heart will rise above Leave me in the frozen dome It's too late to mend this love! And tell me you like what you wanna know Take what you wanna hide, it's too late To mend this love And tell me you go where you wanna go Break what you never had, it's too late To mend this love
Compositores: Barnabas William Henry Freeman (PRS), Benjamin Oliver Vella (BMI), Blythe Constance Rose Pepino (PRS)Editores: Three Six Zero Music Publishing Limited (PRS), Wc Music Corp (ASCAP)Administração: Wc Music Corp (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #11599510 em 04/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM