Passenger - Golden Leaves [Acoustic] [Version] Lyrics

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Golden Leaves [Acoustic] [Version]
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Golden Leaves [Acoustic] [Version] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Golden Leaves [Acoustic] [Version] By Passenger?
Do you remember how this first begun?
Teeth were white and our skin was young Eyes as bright as the Spanish Sun We had nothing we could hide Now my dear we are two golden leaves Clinging desperately to winter trees Held up here like a pair of thieves While the sirens blare outside What's left to say when every word's been spoken? What's left to see when our eyes won't open? What's left to do when we've lost all hope and What's left to break when our hearts are broken? But sometimes Do you remember how this started out? So full of hope and now we're filled with doubt A dirty joke we used to laugh about But it's not funny anymore I fear I choke unless I spit it out Still smell of smoke, although the fire's gone out Can't live with you, but I die without What's left to say when every word's been spoken? What's left to see when our eyes won't open? What's left to do when we've lost all hope and What's left to break when our hearts are broken? But sometimes What's left to say when every word's been spoken? What's left to see when our eyes won't open? What's left to do when we've lost all hope and What's left to break when our hearts are broken? But sometimes |
Who Wrote Golden Leaves [Acoustic] [Version] By Passenger?
Michael David Rosenberg
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