Whitewash Radio

Burn
I really thought that you'd be thereWhen I'm old and docile and I need careWhen the roof falls right through the ceilingWhile I'm down here on the floorMy knees ache from the kneelingAnd it sinks to the coreAnd I'm crying at the god for stealing youNow your 6 feet away from mineI see out tombstones intertwineMy name on the rear, yours on the frontWe'll be like two turtle dovesWe'll be better then them allRemember your face in my dreamsAnd I'll never fear the end my darling oh oh All the prayers in the heavensWont chase us awayYou can't save us sinnersWe'll burn to a smoldering greyAnd when we finally meet again I'll be burning for youWhen we finally meet again I'll be burning for youI really thought that you'd be thereWhen I'm old and docile and need careI'll sink right on down And when we finally meet again I'll be burning for youWhen we finally meet again I'll be burning for you From Letras Mania