Amor Tonight

I put my boots back on
Brought them down from the attic
And they’re so nice and broken
With words unspoken to this city
Inside aflame
Here I am
Like a crooked little lamb
So breathless
The world is trying to stop (me)
And the night is still
And it’s still «if you only knew…»
Like an hour of doom
With broken bottles on the streets
And Amor gone crazy
So crazy
As we feel afire
Just forgive me the bad weather
There’s no love without faith and thine is dead
No love except with faith and thine is dead
So would you let me be
Let me be the bastard Waleis
That I was meant to be
Tonight
So would you let me be
Let me be the bastard Waleis
That I was meant to be
That I was meant to be
That I was meant to be…