Saturday 5 November 2016

Shelter song

Hiding in the shelter
airplanes flying over you
the trees hearing every secret
the birds singing about her

You'll need to be a real tough boy
she is the type that makes men cry
you'll need to be really fast, child
she was born to run wild

What are you going to do
when she smashes your heart
against the floor?

Waiting for an answer
dark clouds stalking you
caught in the same trap again
time hasn't taught you anything

You'll need to be a real tough boy
she is the type that makes men cry
you'll need to be really fast, child
she was born to run wild

When are you going to stop
chasing those who hurt
you the most?










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