Epicure

Sunlight
I want to be the sunlight, streaming through your window, First thing in the morning, when you wake. I want to be the airplane that you hijack And then ride into the ground. I know I'm nothing much to speak of I'm broken in so many places I don't think even you can fix it. I don't want to be your drugs; I want to be your rehabilitation. I want to be the reason for you to wake. I want you to be the one holding my hand, when I'm closing my eyes... For the last time. I'm broken in so many places I don't think even you can fix it And my hopes rest, where your pretty face is... Here's my heart, be careful when you're breaking it... Aus Songtexte Mania