OWEL - Places lyrics

We recite our favorite lines from our favorite silent films Every word with quiet eyes and every touch a novel And we pretend to love like them Cue the orchestra to swell when our eyes meet Rising louder now with every rushed heartbeat So I'll be hopeless, gazing out a train And you compelled to trade names Our two hands enact the scene Casting shadows on the wall First they elegantly greet and then begins the waltz Cue the orchestra to swell when our mouths meet Rising louder now until we're under sheets So I'll be hopeless, stranger 'cross the bar And you who'll save me from my black heart I'll be your I'll be your Yeah, I'll be your Yeah, I'll be your, your wanderer Yeah, I'll be, I'll be yours So I'll be hopeless, hopelessly deranged And you a voice a million miles away Yeah, I'll be yours I'll be yours Yeah, I'll be yours