Your sweet violin house Believes the signs were seen on the clouds Believes the signs were read in our dreams But we seem to follow the stages What's it gonna be with the violins? What's it gonna be when the fire rides in? What's it gonna be when the sound of you and I die young? What am I to do with my room, oh? But the wall's turning yellow What am I to do in the city if I can't have it all And I just wanna feel pretty? But my old dreams are doomed as a soft record I found in these in the city as I found in the eyes of yours As I found in the eyes of yours In too deep Give up and run sponsored links No fire rides in but you gotta go In too deep I have become My darkest dream Of which I'm running from What am I to do with the thunder?
Don't know who to cost or to pawn I just wanna walk to the mountains Walk to the mountains all alone But my old dreams are doomed as a soft record I found peace in the city as I found in the eyes of yours As I found in the eyes of yours In too deep Give up and run No fire rides in but you gotta go In too deep I have become My darkest dream Of which I'm running from In too deep My pulse is gone No fire rides in but you gotta go In too deep I have become My darkest dream Of which I'm running from We're nothing We're nothing We're nothing We're nothing What's it gonna be with the violins? What's it gonna be when the fire rides in? What's it gonna be when the sound of you and I die young?