How many days since we've spoken
How many times have you tried
To mend the pieces of my broken heart
Don't tell me everything's over
Don't take the sun from my eye
It's much too late to be alone
When our love grows old
And the fire gets cold
I will scream out, Should I live
'Til there is no room to die
When the colors fade, on the world we've made
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying
Too late, too long to mention
Too wide to keep it inside
This renovation of my wounded soul
You are the wind of adventure
You are the sun in my eye
You are the one who keeps me whole
When our love grows old
And the fire gets cold
I will scream out, Should I live
'Til there is no room to die
When the colors fade, on the world we've made
I will keep on trying, long after the flame is dying
When our love grows old
And the fire gets cold
When our love grows old
And the fire gets cold
(When our love grows old)
How many days since we've spoken
How many times have you tried
(And the fire gets cold)
To mend the pieces of my broken heart
(When our love grows old)
Don't tell me everything's over
Don't take the sun from my eye
(And the fire gets cold)
It's much too late to be alone |
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