Truth Is a Beautiful Thing

Miles and miles on my own Walk with shame, I follow on A language to find hard to hear Not to understand, just disappear To hold your heart, to hold your hand Would be to me, the greatest thing To hold your heart, to hold your hand Would be to me, the bravest thing Could you take my place and stand here? I do not think you'd take this pain You'll be on your knees and struggle under the weight Oh, the truth would be a beautiful thing Oh, the truth is a beautiful thing I wear another thought of you There's so much home I give to you Hide you somewhere they don't know Deep in my call you know you have a throne Hold your heart, hold your hand Would be to me, the greatest thing To hold your heart, to hold your hand Would be to me, the bravest thing Could you take my place and stand here? I don't think you'd take this pain You'll be on your knees and struggle under the weight Oh, the truth would be a beautiful thing Oh, the truth is a beautiful thing --- Truth Is A Beautiful Thing - London Grammar