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Hearts on Sleeves

by Lydia Ford

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1.
We both know that nothing last forever You think it happens for a reason, But I know better. And I won't let you slip away again Not tonight, not when You still leave me breathless My nights are sleepless I say I mean it and it's true It's all because you're you. I have nothing left to give But what do you care The world is spinning, I'm finally living It's about time this life became fair And I know it's wrong that I am always falling for you But I am restless, I am reckless and I am hopeless too. You still leave me breathless My nights are sleepless I say I mean it and it's true It's all because you're youuuuuu There's not a flaw I can see, You're so perfect to me because you're You. Even after all this time.... You still leave me breathless My nights are sleepless You still leave me breathless My nights are sleepless I say I mean it and it's true It's all because you're you.
2.
You lose yourself in all kinds of places Always searching for a familiar face to Give you comfort and some security Find a haven and leave me Here. I wish your words would speak as loudly as your actions do You never notice but I sort of love you We these masks purely for protection So terrified of rejection and Being alone And straying from home Without a breadcrumb trail To find your way back. You haven’t learned all the things that you should’ve learned Somewhere along the way you took a wrong turn And now you’re struggling to understand common sense Taking shortcuts, you’re still on the fence Make up your mind. I know this part is hard It’s something that you have to do Just know I’d give up everything to be near you We wear these masks purely for protection And all I’m craving is your affection so I won’t be alone And I can stray from home Without some breadcrumb trail to lead me back. Excuse me if I’m interrupting Yours thoughts seem to be tangled in something Bad. Pardon me if I’ve ruined the moment. Oh…
3.
Interlude 00:42
4.
Do You? 03:05
Do you remember all the letters you wrote to me? Unpacked my heart This is only the start I wish it was real. I’m in too deep and I can’t keep myself awake ‘Cause you live in a dream I’m falling asleep just to hear you speak to me. It’s harder in reality Do you believe me, do you believe me? Nothing’s ever what it seems Do you see me? Do you? Do you remember all the letters you wrote to me? I’ve unpacked my heart Gone back to the start To before this was real. Now please don’t hurt me I’m at your mercy since before you knew This walls breaking down You’ve changed this town for me. It’s harder in reality Do you believe me, do you believe me? Nothing’s ever what it seems Do you see me? Do you? I think I’ve taken it too far There’s no denying what you are I’m holding tight but there’s nothing there Too much for me to bear Do you care? It’s harder in reality Do you believe me, do you believe me? Nothing’s ever what it seems Do you see me, do you need me? Harder in reality Do you believe me, do you believe me? Do you, do you, do you Do you want me like I want you? (Like I want you).
5.
If you lose control can you only blame yourself? If I lose you am I losing all I've left? Not ready for apologies But hell I'm already on my knees so Stop playing games with me. We'll pull through, We always do. Stab me in the back aned leave me to bleed Are you getting all of the attention you need yet? Not ready for another fight You're always wrong, I know I'm right so stop playing games with me. We'll pull through, We always do. Stop playing games.

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Debut home recorded EP. Released April 2010.
All songs written and recorded by Lydia Ford (at the tender age of fifteen!).

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released April 1, 2010

All songs written by Lydia Ford.

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Lydia Ford Connaught, Ireland

18 year old singer-songwriter from the west of Ireland. I secretly write cheesy love songs and then act like I'm superior to such things.

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