Woorden: Cocteau Twins. Dear Heart.

Eyes, or kind
Oh, it's fate, fate
That copper[unverified]
Shoulder

Fate, a shoulder
Taken till every hourglass
You ever released my dear heart
Taken till every wry shakes
Sad, depends on my lie shakes

Dear heart
Dear heart
Dear heart
Dear heart

Taken till every hourglass
You ever released my dear heart
Taken till every wry shakes
Sad, depends on my lie shakes

Taken till every fake glance
You ever released my dear heart
Every wink still can't see him
Tickled pink like a muse

Dear heart
Dear heart
Dear heart
Dear heart

Taken till every fake glance
You ever released my dear heart
Every wink still can't see him
Tickled pink like a muse

Dear heart
Dear heart
Dear heart
Dear heart