I might walk into the sea,
impress myself upon it's being.
I don't dream of the sky.
That's what everyone else is seeing
Sadness it will allow,
the heartbreak hour is upon us now.
Our haunted hearts keep calling,
in impatient sleep.
Little souls all at sea,
pray to never weep.
I feel too much, stand still.
I feel it all, I feel ill.
Dead hearts aren't easily broken,
dead hearts can barely hear the sound.
But those that love without cages,
will feel the heartbreak hour pound.
Sadness it will allow,
the heartbreak hour is upon us now.
Our haunted hearts keep calling,
in impatient sleep.
Little souls all at sea,
pray to never weep.
I feel too much, stand still.
I feel it all, I feel ill.
(Inst Breakdown)
Our haunted hearts keep calling,
in impatient sleep.
Little souls all at sea,
pray to never weep.
I feel too much, stand still.
I feel it all, I feel ill.
(Inst Breakdown)