Oh now, what's the big deal with our ruse?
A child and a god trying to negotiate truth
I raise my voice, it don't make a sound
Tell me tell me, what's it take to know you're around?
Don't make me promises
I only wanted honesty
Don't patronize me
I'm already gone
I gave you every word
Down to the roots of my lungs
Daydreams of leaving, daydreams of Eden
Wake up to find I'm still here
Little Zaccheus reaches up for the leaves
Eyes up to find only roots at his feet
Don't patronize me
I'm already gone
I gave you every word
Down to the roots of my lungs
When I told you I love you
It was never out of habit
When I told you I love you
It was never out of habit

INVIA LE CORREZIONI