This silence is killing me You came to me for cover and I let you down Watching the children play You turned to me for cover I just looked away Then everything I did from then for you As long as there's a promise to recover
This silence is killing me I left you there with nothing to believe in Well I got off easily When you left there with nothing there to cover in Then everything I did from then was true More than another promise to recover you
Though every little thing I said was true Some things just won't do I tried my best But I couldn't cover you But you'll recover
Compositor: William Edward Ryder Jones (Bill Ryder-jones) (PRS)Editor: Domino Publishing Company Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #20512827 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM