Gimme Your Love

oh the days we where slaves
to the heat of the sun
young and sticking to our guns
didn’t need anyone
had my heart kicking my chest
to the beat of your drum
reeling me in
with the soft, silver tip of your tongue
that’s how you gave me your love
now we’re headed
in a new direction
clashing reactions
of neglect and affection
i’m bleeding out at the intersection of doubt
takes the two of us to make this conection
or break this conection down
gimme your love
out of the street
hunting for hearts
chasing every beat
and you were lurking in the background
tearing me
if i could feel
baby, if i could speak
i’d say «gimme your love»
hold on
hold on
hold on or the love is gone
hold on
hold on
hold on or the love is gone
hold on
hold on
hold on or the love is gone
hold on
hold on
hold on
gimme your love
out of the street
hunting for hearts
chasing every beat
and you were lurking in the background
tearing at me
if i could feel
baby, if i could speak
i’d say «gimme your love!»
I’d say, gimme your love!