Paroles de Sweet Naiveté

The soft unsettled quiet from a million questions never answered Expecting conversational return more akin to diapason Hope for reason fades away, a hint of heartache in it's place Gone is the time when I could survive nursing on a sweet naivete Waiting for you. But I'll still hold on hope, as frail as the evening's ghostly gloam Staring till' the stars align Gone is the time when I could survive nursing on a sweet naivete Waiting for you. And still we stand here praying, for something more divine Our hands clasped so tightly, but our eyes are closed and shy We move along when there's nothing left for us We'll move along when there's nothing left for us here.