Tell me the secret of peace between us
Tell me when I see you in a dream
Meet me on that mountain high above the houses
And bars and bedrooms with the pain
It's the bottom of the middle of the summer
And It turns out it is the day you were born
I cared about your stories, I was just distracted
And now I can't hear 'em anymore
I can't hear 'em anymore
I can't hear 'em anymore
Babe, I know I can trust you'll do right by both of us
And you just won't get back to me
Who do you blame
When you could run to me
The same way you run from shame?
All I really want to do
All I really want to do
Is, baby, make it up to you
And maybe sit next to you
And just quietly listen to you
Tell me the secret of peace between us
Tell me when I see you in a dream
Meet me on that mountain high above the houses
And bars and bedrooms with the pain
I know them all by name
I know them all by name
Is our story the same to you?
Is our story the same?
