歌词
Did he take a little of the thread?
I keep it with me, but I've never shown him where it's hid
I would wind it up behind my eyes
And pull the ends till all I had were only images
Wanted to be so small you could fit me
Into the palm of a hand, but there's only so many things that can happen
Who was singing about loneliness?
We couldn't understand the words
We all knew what they meant
Wanted to be so small you could put me
Into the palm of a hand, but there's only so many things that can happen
Who was singing about loneliness?
Her words were in a foreign tongue, but we knew what they meant
Written by: Cameron Lowe, Joel Taylor, Sydney Chadwick
