Killers

Killers, won't you come here and kill some time? I've been sentenced to wait here for hours and days 'Til when maybe she will be mine The lies that you made up to hide your crime I could have just sung, tell myself she would come In a more reassuring tone The darkness that you carry inside your heart And the feeling that gives, to let die or let live When your play only has one part In my play, my part is only one of two What will happen to me is not up to me It depends on what she will choose Rain that falls upon my window An infinite circle, drops of the miracle That brought you into my life Love is not only what I feel for you It's the spot in the pasture that's been keeping me up Right since the day when I fell for you She's between your time, trying to sleep Have the sweetest of smell, it's of you, I can tell And it's all that I have of you It's the blood that heals the wound --- Killers - Kings of Convenience