Porcelain کے بول

Look up darling Look the sky has turned to gold As you dreamt in porcelain The sun went down And there’s a heart on the ground Take me to that hidden place Promise me the glass will break Fragility is a gift that we don’t see Brought to life by the storms that wreck the sea Days revolving On a spinning stilt That we can’t reach And phones they ring Bringing lovers to their knees and their questioning Take me to that hidden place Promise me the glass will break Fragility is a gift that we don’t see Brought to life by the storms that wreck the sea