I've been following the steam trail of her breath on these winter streets, running from an early death. And she's everything I need, want, and can't
, so long How could something so right turn out so wrong Words, never mean what they say Words just get in the way Before this night is through Gonna make
And that is all there is, and that is all I need Someday you'll see, that is truth The body grows tired when no sleep can mend it And tired has chased and
were lessons learned. And all the things that break you, Are all the things that make you strong, You can't change the past, Cause it's gone, And you
breeze That rustles through the trees And misty memories do days gone by We could never see tomorrow No one said a word about the sorrow And how can you mend
the words to this song Trying to find a place that I belong Mended wounds and broken bones I'll do anything to find a place to call home And as we sing the words
I've mended all my ways Repented, seen the light and made a switch True? Yes And I fortunately know a little magic It's a talent that I always have possessed And
've been I... won't do that again My tears won't stop and my heart won't mend I want you back again (Instrumental) So Igather up all of my courage And
reality Where the tough guys get buried in their property Word to Sampson, the tone will get you hung I had a friend, they murdered his father and his
that is more near So when I'm gone these words will be here To ease every fear And dry up every tear And make it very clear I kiss you and I know
love that is more near So when I'm gone these words will be here To ease every fear And dry up every tear And make it very clear I kiss you and I know
inside kept them fed you kept them high come to find out every word they said was just a fuckin lie you feel like mystical take it to another level get down and ? make
sun from shining? What makes the world go round? How can you mend a this broken man? How can a loser ever win? Please help me mend my broken heart And
the world that can't be mended Left unattended What do we do What do we do [Instrumental Interlude] Alone again, naturally Looking back over the years And
books to read But they ain't what I need And this picture of you Just won't do, no, no, baby And the postcards you send would never (never) mend The pain
! You think I'm sexy, huh? I'm international, think you can make me fall? What do you know? (What do you know) I'm in my Louis Vuittons, fire like a bomb, and