Paroles Our broken hearts Lost prophets

Our broken hearts

So you say,
That I say,
That everything is ok.

But if you look the other way,
You’ll see that live is leaving.

And you say,
That I say,
You’re tearing it apart,
But it was never meant to start.
No answers to my questions

If there’s a way,
That you could be,
Everything you want to be.
Would you complain,
That it came to you to easily?

Your broken dreams,
They could have been,
Everything you wanted to be,
Everything you want from me.
Your broken dreams,
You never said,
Everything you wanted to see,
Everything you want to be.

So you say,
That we play a different kind of game,
But then how would you explain you’re constant like a potion.

It’s time to,
Become you,
Pick up and start again.
Make up a plan my friend,
Or you will and up fading.

If there’s a way,
That you could be,
Everything you want to be.
Would you complain that it came to you to easily?

Your broken dreams,
They could have been,
Everything you wanted to be,
Everything you want from me.
Your broken dreams,
You never said,
Everything you wanted to see,
Everything you want to be.
(Yeah)

To be (4x)

Your broken dreams,
They could have been,
Everything you wanted to be,
Everything you want from me.

Yeah Yeah!