Besedila: Howling Bells. Broken Bones.

Standing on one foot
well I could fall into the grave
Holding onto you
I stand on two

Walking through this town
Well I could drift into the night
Walking here with you
I shine a light

Drinking here alone
Is not so pretty for a girl
Drinking here with you
Makes me a pearl

Everyday is lost if not with you
Send me home, I'm tired and blue
Broken bones may hurt
But a broken heart will never mend

Swimming out to sea
Well I could wash up on the shore
Swimming out to you, I say no more
Praying for a time when I can sing my lullaby
Now I pray that you're my holy night

Everyday is lost if not with you
Send me home I'm tired and blue
Broken bones may hurt
But a broken heart will.....
Broken bones may hurt
But a broken heart will
Never mend