Testo Dream, Love, Cure

I'm at your window pouring my heart out. Counting the clock down Until you fill your lungs with these tears that have flooded your room. I just didn't realise that we could save you. You're bitter because you lost out, So why don't you sit this one out? It's better if you let go Than taking the easy way home. I'm at your window pulling the blinds down. I'm passing the flowers and cupping the tear jar. You're bitter because you lost out, So why don't you sit this one out? It's better if you let go Than taking the easy way home. Bare your soul to the world. Tears make it seem so bold.