Politics Of Love

I hear your voice in the wind
It follows me, it cuts right through the noise
As we spin… on dance floors made of ice
So rest your hand in mine
Steady now, ignore the sound
Of breaking lines
The crack beneath our feet as time runs out
Each night like a white noise frequency
Broadcast the waves, I tune them out
Clear signs outlined, but I couldn’t see
What I see now
I should’ve said something to you
When I saw you walk away
Instead, I did nothing
And now
You’re gone and it’s too late
So we board up the windows we used to look through
I should’ve said something
Yeah, I should’ve said something to you
Like buried seeds in the ground
Invisible, but growing underneath
Pushing out
Now tangled in the vine, I hear the sound
Heartbeats from a world so far away
The distant drums, I tune them out
Each night right before I fall asleep
I hear them loud
I should’ve said something to you
When I saw you walk away
Instead, I did nothing
And now
You’re gone and it’s too late
So we board up the windows we used to look through
I should’ve said something
Yeah, I should’ve said something to you
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
I should’ve said something
Yeah, I should’ve said something
So we board up the windows we used to look through
I should’ve said something
I should’ve said something
I should’ve said something
Yeah, I should’ve said something to you
To you…