Broken Telephone
2
views
Lyrics
I'll be the wind in your leaves The warmth of the sun I'm always drawing your colors I'm always tracing your footsteps It's a hard world, it's a cold world I could never say what I mean I went looking in all the wrong places There's nothing wrong with you Broken telephone The lines are down The wires no longer reaching Connection's gone Higher and higher I am taken by What you've given to me Higher and higher I am taken by What you've given to me, what you've given to me What you've given to me I'll be the wind in your leaves The warmth of the sun I'm always drawing your colors I'm always tracing your footsteps It's a hard world, it's a cold world I could never say, what I mean I went looking in all the wrong places There's nothing wrong with you Broken telephone The lines are down I throw myself at nothing I throw myself at nothing Higher and higher I am taken by What you've given to me Higher and higher I am taken by What you've given to me, what you've given to me What you've given to me
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:52
- Tempo
- 77 BPM