Texty: Des Ark. Le Debut De La Fin.

If I go all alone to the north
Then, baby, we will know
That the will of every heart
Is to break and break and break and break and break

In the summer when we decided to be lovers
My mama was a shell in the sheets
And my daddy was a young boy
Unraveling in front of me

There were days when you were my only hope
You crying on the phone, made me laugh
I know it ain't no sin
To try and start my day all over again

If you come all the way to the north
Then maybe we'll ignore what's wrong
But every time I ask, you swear to me
Baby, you was a city all alone

If I go all alone to the north
Then, baby, we will know
That the will of every heart
Is to break and break and break and break and break