Whispers

It takes a lot of love,

To keep me as a valentine.

And even though it hurts,

I’d like to tell you what I’m all about.

So come on baby I’m a saviour please,

Stop making lullabies.

Something 'bout it,

Makes me tick.

I’ve got a head full of whispers,

And a bottle of risk.

I wanna, break bread ,

‘Til my bodies fed.

Well nothing has to be rescued,

When it's already dead.

It takes a lot of rage,

To make me wanna hit the stage.

And when I fall into the daze,

At least I know I’m in my chosen place.

So come on baby I’ve just been set free,

Stop making lullabies.

Well,

I know I’ve gotta be, I know I’ve gotta be,

I’ve gotta be someone else

oohh

The way you looked at me,

The way you looked at me,

I almost had to confess.

Take me on!

Through the storm.

oho oh oh,

Take me on!