Wishing there was some kind of heaven
I could be warm with your smiling
Hold out your hand for awhile
The victims we know them so wellSo wellThe victims we know so well
They shine in your eyes when they kiss and tell
Strange places we've never seenBut you're always there, like a ghost in my dream
And I keep on telling you
Please don't do the things you do
When you do those thingsPull my puppet strings
Have the strangest void for youShow my heart some devotion
Push aside those that whisper never
Feel like a child on a dark nightWishing we could spend it togetherI could be warm with your smilingHold out your hand for awhile
The victims we know them so wellSo wellBack to The Lyrics Page
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