Paroles: The House Of Love. Marble.

I think you should know, this marble is gold
The corridors clear and the walls are alive
I think you should know, the sky is a liar and the trees are all wrong, oh I think you should know

I want you to grind the moral of love
The look in my eyes is the love in my hands
I think you should know; I cry on my own
and that pity is weak, oh I think you should know

Let's drive to the hole in the sky
Let's drink to the spirit of Rome
Let's scratch in hair, and doze
Take me, take me, take me

the walk in the rain and the sigh in the wind
the cut of the snow and the heat of the sun
I think you should know
That the sky is a liar and the trees are all wrong

Let's drive to the hole in the sky
Let's drink to the spirit of Rome
Let's scratch in hair and doze
Take me, take me, take me

Oh I think you should know