Raconteur The Ridleys

Tell me where your treasure is
Tell me, what does your heart miss?
Tell me of the men you've kissed
In this city made of mist

Tell me of your search for truth
Through the lens of foolish youth
Tell me what you had to lose
In this life we did not choose

There's much to say
These sunken eyes won't stay awake for long
But I will stay
From morning light until the break of dawn

There's much to say
These sunken eyes won't stay awake for long
But I will stay
From morning light until the break of dawn
From morning light until the break of dawn