Land of Talk - sitcom

Making more than love
Last thing we want to leave this dream
Took your light back, took it right back, oh
Played dead to rights
Fucked up what I said with what I feel
Fairness in love
Climb inside and then we fall back in

It's the time of fading sun
I never figured it out
Just something I'm feeling
I never figured it out
Just a touch, a feeling
I never figured it out
Just a touch, a feeling
I never figured it out

Wake up, morning, love
Last thing you want is easy street
I took you like that, took you like that, oh
I want to hold on like I don't let go
Want to take up all the time but I learned to stop running

I turned towards you on another way out
Leave while I turn back this breaking little clock

It's the time of fading sun
I never figured it out
Just something I'm feeling
I'll never figure it out
Just a touch, a feeling
I'll never figure it out
Just sit down I'm feeling
I'll never figure it out

Written by:
Elizabeth Powell

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