White Lips Kissed

Wake me up
Only nightmares take me in
Through these walls the winter bites
A draft from all sidesWhy did you not include me
On your list?
Let me in through the ceiling
White lips kissedOur love is a fickle love
Keeps itself locked in a suitcase
To be ready to go
AlwaysI won't cry
When the silver lining shows
But you're right you understand
You ride with both handsWorryin' is the
Breathin' that you need
So there won't be far to fall
You mustn't climb tallThings that are
Supposed to mean lots
Leave you cold
And with a malady of the soulOur love is a tricky love
Bet you know this
Bet you noticed
Bet you know, which is whyI should know better than
Anyone ever could
Soon as I let go
Everything falls apartI won't cry
When the silver lining shows
But you're right you understand
You ride with both handsWorryin' is the
Breathin' that you need
So there won't be far to fall
You mustn't climb tallWake me up
Only nightmares take me in
Through these walls the winter bites
A draft from all sidesOf course you can
There are diamonds in demand
It's a shame and as you know
The stain will not go