Teardrop

Throwing all my words like a weapon Was not my intention Searching for gold in the hollow A truth that I swallowed Wander through the wasteland of my tender heart I see it all The rise and fall The golden path Calls me on Dark clouds in my mind A teardrop on the fire of sunshine Dark clouds in my mind A teardrop on the fire of sunshine Underneath the cover of quiet Where words have no meaning I share my dreams with ghosts at the window They laugh at me breathing Wander through the wasteland of my tender heart Sail across The waves The wind That calls me on Dark clouds in my mind A teardrop on the fire of sunshine Dark clouds in my mind A teardrop on the fire of sunshine Throwing words like a weapon Was not my intention, baby Throwing words like a weapon Was not my intention, baby Dark clouds in my mind A teardrop on the fire of sunshine Dark clouds in my mind A teardrop on the fire of sunshine Throwing words like a weapon Was not my intention, baby Throwing words like a weapon Was not my intention, baby