things can get sour
and strained in the
portrait of a lover’s game
the obvious becomes a
blur when we shout so
loud abusive words
and we’re in need of
some tenderness
like sun rays through
a flying cloud
did we have to be
so featherless
when skeletons came
pouring out
how about we fly towards
the source again
let’s switch from cold
to warm again
let's fly towards the
source again
let’s switch from cold
to warm again
now i don’t mean to
minimise your words
there’s a requisite to trust
i hurt, you’ve been spending
so much time with work
it really had me questioning
my worth
and we’re in need of some
tenderness like sun rays through a flying cloud
did we have to be so
featherless when skeletons came pouring out
how about we fly
towards the source
again let’s switch from
cold to warm again
let’s fly towards
the source again, ooh
let’s switch from cold
to warm again
ohh, again