I think we had too much time There's was nothin' left to speak Is there a corner of this room where I should leave your things? Clothes and books the alabaster thoughts you couldn't keep Frame photo on the top shelf that you could never reach
And our friends had it We went miles to get it But wherever we would go I couldn't force the thing you hold I can't fall with you, but I'll fall with you Right down to this old floor Yeah, there's a field that's only yours
Your sister wants to take my life I think she's reading spеlls I tried to say it quietly, but it reachеd everyone else You said that I was all you had but look at what you've made The next time you open your hand it won't be to hold your face
And our friends had it We went miles to get it But wherever we would go I couldn't force the thing you hold I can't fall with you, but I'll fall with you Right down to this old floor Yeah, there's a field that's only yours
Compositores: Rex Orange County, Mustafa & Daniel Caesar