Versuri Urn With Dead Flowers In A Drained Pool

  
I need your lie 
Darling love lies 
 
And if you gave it to me 
I'd hold it in the palm of my hand 
Like a good luck charm, or a vice 
And i'd reach up like a child to receive it 
 
There is no more said 
There is no more real 
I got sun on my back 
I remember you 
 
Take me inside 
Your warm love lie 
 
And if he took me 
I'd hold him up to the light 
Like a god, or a good luck charm, or a vice 
And i'd open up like a child to believe it 
 
There is no more said 
There is no more real 
Got sun on my back 
And I remember you 
 
No 
There is no more said 
There's, there is no more real 
I got sun on my back 
And I remember you 
 
And still you can't give your peace to me