How can you always be late for your arrival?
You know I'd forgive you every single timeRetreat, retreat, I've fallen at the low tide
Oh, retreat, retreat and meet me by the quaysideIn the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone throughAre your eyes showing off for mine?
Your face in my hands is everything good I needThe system's put in place, put there to protect us
For you I'd throw a lifeline every timeOh, retreat, retreat, I've fallen at the low tide
Now retreat, retreat and meet me by the quaysideIn the end all you can hope for
Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone throughAre your eyes showing off for mine?
Your face in my hands is everything good I needBones starved of flesh surround an aching heart
Full of loveOh, bones, starved of flesh surround your aching heart
Full of loveBones starved of flesh surround your aching heartBonesOh bonesI watch as your eyes show off for mine
I watch as your eyes show off
I watch as your eyes show off for mine
I watch as your eyes show off
Songwriters
Smith, Thomas Michael / Urbanowicz, Christopher Dominic / Leetch, Russell / Lay, Edward OwenPublished by
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