A taste on my lips, a whispering word in your ear
Oh passion, we're children just playing with passion
Losing our grip, falling asleep at the wheel
Still we hold on to the bitter end, thinking we can never lose
Baby it's a cold night and the winds of change are blowing
Chorus:
And these are the innocent days
Standing on the rocks, waiting for the tidal waves
Dreaming of love, but living inside the lands
And these are the innocent days, I know we're the last of the runaways
Never return, till love takes us home
Lover, we're drowning our doubts in each other
Closing our eyes, we bury the truth in the sand
I cannot take it, cause when we don't feel it, we fake it
Oh someday these nights come back to haunt us again
Oh we lie here at the water's edge, wishing we could float away
Cause it's too late to turn back, when the only bridge is burning
Chorus
[Instrumental]
Still we hold on to the bitter end, thinking we can never lose
Baby it's a cold night and the winds of change are blowing
Oh they're blowing, they're cryin', they're cryin'
Chorus
(These are the innocent days)
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Visions, our love is a series of visions A taste on my lips, a whispering word in your ear Oh passion, we're children just playing with passion Losing our grip, falling asleep at the wheel Still we hold on to the bitter end, thinking we can never lose Baby it's a cold night and the winds of change are blowing Chorus: And these are the innocent days Standing on the rocks, waiting for the tidal waves Dreaming of love, but living inside the lands And these are the innocent days, I know we're the last of the runaways Never return, till love takes us home Lover, we're drowning our doubts in each other Closing our eyes, we bury the truth in the sand I cannot take it, cause when we don't feel it, we fake it Oh someday these nights come back to haunt us again Oh we lie here at the water's edge, wishing we could float away Cause it's too late to turn back, when the only bridge is burning Chorus [Instrumental] Still we hold on to the bitter end, thinking we can never lose Baby it's a cold night and the winds of change are blowing Oh they're blowing, they're cryin', they're cryin' Chorus (These are the innocent days) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Explain Request ×
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