I need your lie

Darling love lies

And if you gave it to me

I'd hold it in the palm of my hand

Like a good luck charm, or a vice

And i'd reach up like a child to receive it



There is no more said

There is no more real

I got sun on my back

I remember you



Take me inside

Your warm love lie

And if he took me

I'd hold him up to the light

Like a god, or a good luck charm, or a vice

And i'd open up like a child to believe it



There is no more said

There is no more real

Got sun on my back

And I remember you



No

There is no more said

There's, there is no more real

I got sun on my back

And I remember you



And still you can't give your peace to me


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