Like Lovers
Stephen J. Munson, Gérald De Palmas
Time will tell us all
Pride comes before a form
The dust and the dirt
The way that we heard
Sometimes
We feel so scared
And we lean on the ground
Holding each other
And we wait for the sound
Of the ring
We are chained
Like lovers
Why do we dream when we sleep?
What are the secrets you keep?
I don't wanna know
You don't have to show
I love the words you never say
Sometimes
We feel so scared
And we lean on the ground
Holding each other
And we wait for the sound
Of the ring
We are chained
Like lovers
And we lean on the ground
Holding each other
And we wait for the sound
Of the rain
We are chained
And we lean on the ground
Holding each other
And we wait for the sound
Of the rain
We are chained
Like lovers