City Of Hearts - Sleep Thieves

I felt that I was half alive

I counted 24, 25

I wanted

I wanted not to be lonely but still alone

Walking slowly but nearing home

I wanted

I wanted

In this old city of hearts

What is young we tear apart

I have always wondered why

In this old city of hearts

What is young we tear apart

Won’t you open up our eyes

You’d say that it was true to form

I was wishing hard for a storm

I wanted

I wanted to see storm clouds rolling by

In a dark, brooding, stormy sky

I wanted, I wanted

In this old city of hearts

What is young we tear apart

I have always wondered why

In this old city of hearts

What is young we tear apart

Won’t you open up our eyes