Lirieke:
Torch

Robert's got a quick hand. He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid

Call it what you want Call it what you want I said just call it what you want Call it what you want Yeah, we're locked up in ideas We like to label everything

Yet again I'm hustling, hustling, hustling Yet again I'm hustling, hustling, hustling Yet again I'm hustling, hustling, hustling But I can't seem to catch

I'll hold your hand when you are feeling mad at me When the monsters they wont go, The windows, they wont close, I'll pretend to see what you see How

Sometimes life it takes you by the hand. It puts you down before you know it It's gone and you're dead again. I've been in places and I won't pretend

I took the torch out of his old flame Now he?s chasing after a faster train I used kisses sweet as rain When I took the torch out of his old flame She

A thousand rainy days and I Spoke on tongues that talk of saints Burned down days like cigarettes For your hollow praise Down the days that you forget

couldn't walk away? And would you Would you carry the torch for me? Would you carry the torch for me? Oh, would you carry the torch for me? Would you carry the torch

can be sure of I will torch on for you I will carry my torch for you When you break somebody's heart Nothing much left to do Howsoever sadly I will torch