Текст песни Ghosts On The Radio - Black

you and I could fly
if we'd only spread our wings
you know I would die without you
everything looks black
dont talk about it, baby talk about it
cause I think I would cry
dont talk about it
dont talk about it to me
time is getting late
and the conversation stale
there was so much more
I needed
every word you say is pain
the kind of pain that wont go away
Im scarred from love
Im scarred from hate
I cant pretend to compensate
I lost my way time and time again
I know one day Ill win