Beirut - Guaymas Sonora текст песни

In the hall I heart your faints falling
your trial and my corrections made
you have all the prayers of my loose heart
you have all the prayers of once had gone.

No, I was not there on the church stairs.
the wind in my hair fled through night's air.

No, I was not there on the church stairs.
the wind in my hair fled through night's air.

Me I wanted, I wanted the right time
Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in the line
Me I wanted, I wanted the right time
Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in the line