Immaculate Fools
Sad
Love is full of accidentsThe break is never clean.We may not capture what we want,Just the things we need.Untie the knots inside this mindAnd set this spirit free.There's another trail of tears;They all lead back to me.So sad, so sadThe things we never hadSo sad, so sad, so sad.So hide your love and guard it well,Curse that sweet disease.Protect every fading truth.Brave hearts may touch their dreams.I will always be this way.I cannot deceive.When I turn to face myselfYou're not not here with me.So sad, so sadThe things we never hadSo sad, so sad, so sad.Wretched are the feint of heartWhen all their truths unfold.The thieves of love they caught us outWhile we were lying low.So sad, so sadThe things we never hadSo sad, so sad, so sad.
From Letras Mania