Текст песни James Vincent McMorrow - The standard

Nothing here is how it used to be anymore
I get back to my hotel room
Barely see the trees through the door

Watch the fire
From the outer pier
With Jesus sleeping in the atmosphere
I should get some food
Before it gets too late to care

That′s when you
Take me over
Get me dry
Keep me warm
'Cause I don′t know much
But I know I exist
For your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
Your love
For your love
Your love
Your love

Taking photographs of you
While you slowly braid your hair
Leaning over fences
I barely see the trees through the glare

I hit the lake
Don't even check the tide
It takes 40 minutes to the other side
Find you waiting there
You must have read my mind

Thats when you
Take me over
Get me dry
Keep me warm
Cause I don't know much
But I know I exist
For your love
For your love

For that white heat on the beltway
Iphones in the ashtray
Passed out in the backseat
Under a sign
Said to to be kind
You say it′s bright
I say the light is on
Is on
That′s when you
Take me over
Get me dry
Keep me warm, warm
'Cause I don′t know much
But I know I exist
For your love
Your love
Your love
Your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
Your love
For your love
Your love
Your love