Splintered کے بول

Close touch, nearly enough to feel you breathe Stay close, hiding, then unfolding me Oh, I break when I fall, everybody hangs up I'm taking your time all to make my mind up, my mind up Years spent trying, I want to hear you speak Dragged out of silence, all and only me Oh, I know I'm wrong, I'm the one who held up Sin making a frame for you and I to make up, to make up Please worry that I might leave When you offer me the best of everything You've been waiting up on me Missing constant everything I'll be Take habit and pace, everything you face up Blind, taking my time, already made your mind up Your mind up Please worry that I might leave When you offer me the best of everything Worry that I might leave When you offer me the best of everything