bones (исполнитель: editors)
[bad word] you're always late for your arrival? You know I forgive you every single time Retreat, retreat I've fallen at the low tide Retreat, retreat meet me by the quayside In the end all you can hope for Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through Are your eyes showing off for mine? Your face in my hands is everything that I need system's put in place Put there to protect us For you I throw a life line every time Retreat, retreat I've fallen at the low tide Retreat, retreat meet me by the quayside In the end all you can hope for Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through Are your eyes showing off for mine? Your face in my hands is everything I need Bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Full of love Bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Full of love Bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Bones I watch as [bad word] eyes show off for mine I watch as your eyes show off