Gannon - Salt The Wound

The coldest winter months

You will keep me warm

This will run through

Until forever as I have kept

All those nights

I have wept

I’m drowning in pools that don’t even exist

Slight of the hand and a twist of the wrist

Slight of the hand and a twist of the wrist

This is bigger than you or me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me

Tell me you love me