Nation of Language

Sole Obsession
You promise not to run away I promise not to overplay my card Feign survival I must stop limiting myself You and your sensational soul Slowly reframing our roles: Empty idol, strange disciple I float across the temple grounds Three whole years from side to side To only seek and never find My sole obsession Finally I feel it fading Walk me home and walk away Sole obsession Suddenly a different shading Walk me home and walk away Too far along to operate Don’t offer me this measured attention End the cycle I must stop limiting myself You and your sensational soul Ornamentation and all Empty idol, strange disciple Letras de canciones My sole obsession Finally I feel it fading Walk me home and walk away Sole obsession Subtly I see it changing Walk me home and walk away Walk me home and walk away Walk me home and walk away Walk me home and walk away From Letras Mania