How strange to look at the clouds in the sky
And see the passing of time
I used to think I could see the wind
But now there is something missing
But now there is something missing
Why do I feel the need to hide
Behind my eyes
My hands are stained
By the colours of your tongue
I can't be mine
I can't be mine
Place me on the windowsill
By the flowers in the sun
Close the curtains if you choose not to see
Or leave me standing empty
Or leave me standing empty
Why do I feel the need to hide
Behind my eyes
My hands are stained
By the colours of your tongue
I can't be mine
I can't be mine
It can exist in the best of us
Someone even real
Who doesn't kill to feel
Beachglass - Hard Heart Lyrics
Beachglass - Hard Heart Lyrics
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How strange to look at the clouds in the sky
And see the passing of time
I used to think I could see the wind
But now there is something missing
But now there is something missing
Why do I feel the need to hide
Behind my eyes
My hands are stained
By the colours of your tongue
I can't be mine
I can't be mine
Place me on the windowsill
By the flowers in the sun
Close the curtains if you choose not to see
Or leave me standing empty
Or leave me standing empty
Why do I feel the need to hide
Behind my eyes
My hands are stained
By the colours of your tongue
I can't be mine
I can't be mine
It can exist in the best of us
Someone even real
Who doesn't kill to feel
And see the passing of time
I used to think I could see the wind
But now there is something missing
But now there is something missing
Why do I feel the need to hide
Behind my eyes
My hands are stained
By the colours of your tongue
I can't be mine
I can't be mine
Place me on the windowsill
By the flowers in the sun
Close the curtains if you choose not to see
Or leave me standing empty
Or leave me standing empty
Why do I feel the need to hide
Behind my eyes
My hands are stained
By the colours of your tongue
I can't be mine
I can't be mine
It can exist in the best of us
Someone even real
Who doesn't kill to feel
Writer: Andrea Cormier
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