Walking through a crowd, the village is aglow. Kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats under coats. Everybody here wanted something more. Searching for a sound we hadn't heard before.
You stand with your hand on my waist line. It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight. I can hear them whisper as we pass by. It's a bad sign, bad sign.
You stand with your hand on your waistline. It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight. I can hear them whisper as we pass by. It's a bad sign, it's a bad sign.
Walking through the crowd. The village is aglow. Kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats under coats. Everybody here wanted something more. Searching for a sound we hadn't heard before.