A World of Fools - Lionville

Take away the sorrow from my life,

stop my teardrops with your smile,

when your eyes meet mine.

You pull me closer again,

and I get lost inside your arms,

let salvation be your name, when I call.

Hear me, beating, don’t let me go.

Take me high enough for a fall.

If you wanna play this game, we’re gonna be no saint,

Cos you know, it’s the perfect crime we made.

You and I can build a world of fools,

just to have a place to call our own.

It’s the shelter where we can hide away.

All I needed, your hand in my mine,

no distance can ever tear us apart.

If you wanna play this game, we’re gonna be no saint,

Cos you know, it’s the perfect crime we made.

You and I can build a world of fools,

just to have a place to call our own.

It’s the shelter where we can hide away.

If you wanna play this game, we’re gonna be no saint,

Cos you know, it’s the perfect crime we made.

You and I can build a world of fools,

just to have a place to call our own.

It’s the shelter where we can hide away.

Cos you know, it’s the perfect crime we made.

You and I can build a world of fools,

just to have a place to call our own.

It’s the shelter where we can hide away.