Nina June

For Love

Nina June


We are poor feeling faithless enough
To the world we are nothing but dust
When the war gets inside of our hearts
We all fall like the angels we must
When we're searching for love

For love

With the world at our fingertips
And the hurt of it on our lips
We move on through the rain and the rust
We get stuck and we fall into lust
But we're searching for love

For love