Texty: Stan Walker. Black Box.

Sending out a mayday,
wea??re going down.
The thing we could've done
would've turned it round.
Everything we had, scattered everywhere.
Searching through the wreckage of a love affair.

You got something to say?
Say it to me,
not everyone else.
You say that Ia??m to blame,
my words are in vain.
You're fooling yourself.

Therea??s a little black box, yeah,
somewhere in the ocean,
holding all the truth about us.
Ita??s a little black box,
a record of emotion,
everything that ever was.

You may deny it, deny it,
but when I find it, find it,
Ia??m gonna play it aloud to the world.
A little black box, yeah.
A little black box, yeah.

There's alot of pressure when you get deep.
You left me on my own at six hundred feet.
I was looking round for a little help
but everyone was looking out for themselves.

You got something to say?
Say it to me,
not everyone else.
You say that Ia??m to blame,
my words are in vain.
You're fooling yourself.


Therea??s a little black box, yeah,
somewhere in the ocean,
holding all the truth about us.
Ita??s a little black box,
a record of emotion,
everything that ever was.

You may deny it, deny it,
but when I find it, find it,
Ia??m gonna play it aloud to the world.
A little black box, yeah.
A little black box, yeah.

You cana??t stop a true survivor,
youa??ll discover that all on your own.
'Cause Ia??m a true survivor
and Ia??ll be there after youa??re gone.
Long after youa??re gone,
long after youa??re gone.

Therea??s a little black box, yeah,
somewhere in the ocean,
holding all the truth about us.
Ita??s a little black box,
a record of emotion,
everything there ever was.

You may deny it, deny it,
but when I find it, find it,
Ia??m gonna play it aloud to the world.
A little black box, yeah.
A little black box, yeah.

Little black box,
Little black box,
Little black box.