Deacon Blue And Ricky Ross
What You Are
Cold Easter
Theres heart
You hope the damage does them good
Like it does you
You put a rock around my heart
And you know the killing part
Is sunday morning
When nothing rolled away
Easter
It rained on the parade
Easter
God everythingd been
I couldnd seen
I thought riverside drive
Went on and on
And i got a chill right through my soul
When i found out the ride cans the same