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David Cook Album Discussion Forums - Talk About The New Single, Upcoming Album, & Chart Rankings Here.
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Apr 30 2009, 02:58 PM
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If you want to know the truth, you make or break my day... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,110 Joined: 27-June 08 From: Kansas Member No.: 10,424 |
Baby, it's our hearts' slow beating
That make us grow old I mean to say there's no one helping We're digging our own hole I'm reading your words They're scrawled on the page They lay here in silent rage I'll hold you to this For as long as I breathe Much more than whispers If I ever found a one-leaf clover, it would be you Wishing that such heights were lower And nothing is new Citing your verse It couldn't sound worse The black recital I did rehearse We all die alone And as I'm clenching this phone I can't imagine a slowing hearse How many times will I play the hero How many lies before it's true How many times will we clock out at zero How many tries before we're through How many lives 'til another you The scars are slowly healing The lips have regained feeling The obstacles are kneeling The final wax is sealing The great white ships are sailing The feet have left their railing The four last hooves are hailing How many times will I play the hero How many lies before it's true How many times will we clock out at zero How many tries before we're through How many lives 'til another you Baby it's our hearts' slow beating That make us grow old I mean to say there's no one helping We're digging our own hole |
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