Teardrop

Throwing all my words like a weapon

Was not my intention

Searching for gold in the hollow

A truth that I swallow

Wander through the wasteland of my tender heart

I see it all, the rise and fall

The golden path calls me on

Dark clouds in my mind

A teardrop on the fire of sunshine

Dark clouds in my mind

A teardrop on the fire of sunshine

Underneath the cover of quiet

Where words have no meaning

I share my dreams with ghosts at the window

They laugh at me breathing

Wander through the wasteland of my tender heart

Sail across the waves

The wind that calls me on

Dark clouds in my mind

A teardrop on the fire of sunshine

Dark clouds in my mind

A teardrop on the fire of sunshine

Throwing words like a weapon

Was not my intention, baby

Throwing words like a weapon

Was not my intention, baby

Dark clouds in my mind

A teardrop on the fire of sunshine

Dark clouds in my mind

A teardrop on the fire of sunshine

Throwing words like a weapon

Was not my intention, baby

Throwing words like a weapon

Was not my intention, baby