Texty:
Amanda

I love this place But it's haunted without you My tired heart Is beating so slow Our hearts sing less than We wanted, we wanted Our hearts sing 'cause

[Amanda Diva:] These words are written in blood, on red and white lines Rhymes to the beat of a war drum that cries Like mothers whose sons were sent

Fed up with my destiny And this place of no return Think I'll take another day And slowly watch it burn It doesn't really matter How the time goes by

Indian summer, Abilene You were new in town I was nineteen, and sparks flew They called us crazy behind our backs "Romantic fools", we just let them laugh

Police cars 'round in circles The silence gathering You never know what's next down here Close your eyes and shut your mouth I know I won't last forever

I have given, I have given and got none Still I'm driven by something, I can't explain It's not a cross, it is a choice, I cannot help but hear his voice

Never seen a sky so blue I've never been happy with anyone Like I am when I'm with you Look at the sun shining up in the sky I feel a little closer to

I'll make this painless, try to be sweet I could break your heart any day of the week Squeeze life out of you, wrap you in sheets I could break your heart

Tired of waiting, tired of hiding Went a little late last night But do you know how it feels under the wheels Turning in the back of my mind? We have