The (only) ballerina from Tennessee Ezra Bell
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[Verse 1]
Anytime that we catch a break
We’ll wait for the gods to realize their mistake
And I’ll pray with you dear with our impotent words
In darkened rooms where only candle lights concern
[Chorus]
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt having no way to help
When you won’t even tell me what’s wrong?
What I replied post reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head, in my heart, in my bеd, nothing nobody ever should want
[Verse 2]
And I know what it’s like whеn your man’s always gone
Brings nothing nice with him when he does come home
And we move through rooms like some little kids
To afraid to ask for things they might not wish to give
[Chorus]
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt having no way to help
When you won’t even tell me what’s wrong?
What I replied post reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head, in my heart, in my bed, nothing nobody ever should want
Anytime that we catch a break
We’ll wait for the gods to realize their mistake
And I’ll pray with you dear with our impotent words
In darkened rooms where only candle lights concern
[Chorus]
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt having no way to help
When you won’t even tell me what’s wrong?
What I replied post reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head, in my heart, in my bеd, nothing nobody ever should want
[Verse 2]
And I know what it’s like whеn your man’s always gone
Brings nothing nice with him when he does come home
And we move through rooms like some little kids
To afraid to ask for things they might not wish to give
[Chorus]
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt having no way to help
When you won’t even tell me what’s wrong?
What I replied post reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head, in my heart, in my bed, nothing nobody ever should want
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