Martha Wainwright, Rufus Wainwright - Wolves lyrics
[Martha Wainwright, Rufus Wainwright - Wolves lyrics]
When love shares a secret with your heart
It doesn't matter, it falls apart
Like the flowers in the park
They are not mine, they are ours
They are not mine, they are ours
One by one they die
Like the light in your eyes
Like the flowers in the dark
Nothing can live without a spark
(In the dark)
Nothing can live without a spark
(In the dark)
Away, I'd rather run away
(I'd rather run away)
Than watch you in so much pain
(I'd rather run away) but for now, I'll stay
It's the only way (So much pain)
I cut my finger on a thorn (So much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (So much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Fill the cup, it's morning and it's rough
I've got water my mind
And weed out the strange vines
Like the flowers in the rain
(The flowers in the rain)
They drink away their lustful shame
And cool down their aching pain
(In the rain, in the rain)
Away, I'd rather run away
(I'd rather run away)
Than watch you in so much pain
(I'd rather run away) but for now, I'll stay
It's the only way (So much pain)
I cut my finger on a thorn (So much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (So much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Away, I'd rather fly but, I have no wings
So I'll have to sing gonna bathe the child
Gotta pay the band
It doesn't matter, it falls apart
Like the flowers in the park
They are not mine, they are ours
They are not mine, they are ours
One by one they die
Like the light in your eyes
Like the flowers in the dark
Nothing can live without a spark
(In the dark)
Nothing can live without a spark
(In the dark)
Away, I'd rather run away
(I'd rather run away)
Than watch you in so much pain
(I'd rather run away) but for now, I'll stay
It's the only way (So much pain)
I cut my finger on a thorn (So much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (So much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Fill the cup, it's morning and it's rough
I've got water my mind
And weed out the strange vines
Like the flowers in the rain
(The flowers in the rain)
They drink away their lustful shame
And cool down their aching pain
(In the rain, in the rain)
Away, I'd rather run away
(I'd rather run away)
Than watch you in so much pain
(I'd rather run away) but for now, I'll stay
It's the only way (So much pain)
I cut my finger on a thorn (So much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (So much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Away, I'd rather fly but, I have no wings
So I'll have to sing gonna bathe the child
Gotta pay the band