paroles de chanson Little Talks - Jake Coco , Jess Moskaluke

I don′t like walking around this old and empty house
So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
It′s the house telling you to close your eyes

And some days I can't even dress myself
It's killing me to see you this way

′Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

There′s an old voice in my head that's holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks
Soon it will be over and buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
And full of life and full of love.

Some days I don′t know if I am wrong or right
Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

'Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don′t listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You're gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear
All that′s left is the ghost of you.
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
There's nothing we can do
Just let me go we′ll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
Please hang around
I′ll see you when I fall asleep

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don′t listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore