How can you always be late for your arrival? You know I forgive you every single time Retreat, retreat, I've fallen at the low tide Oh, retreat, retreat, meet me by the quayside
In the end all you can hope for Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through Are your eyes showing off for mine? Your face in my hands is everything that I need
A system's put in place, put there to protect us For you I throw a life line every time Oh, retreat, retreat, I've fallen at the low tide Oh, retreat, retreat, meet me by the quayside
In the end all you can hope for Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through Are your eyes showing off for mine? Your face in my hands is everything I need
Bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Full of love
Oh, bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Full of love
Bones, starved of flesh Surround your aching heart Bones, bones
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