Lyrics |
Home Too SoonEternal SinYour sweet voice trickles to my ear like honey spiked with glass.And the vaguest hint of compromise still proves to be my last. My hopes and doubts of recompense rest on your silver tongue. The silky tone you say goodbye awakes the nightmare past.
The words you use with soft caress still drive the dagger home.
You take the same pill now yourself to ease your wretched hand.
We live our lives so separately yet tread the same old road.
It's better to have never loved than once to love and lose. Lyrics by Martin Johnson |