Product Of Your Love

Draw the pictures in your head,

Make believe that you don’t see,

The possibility of me waking up dead.

You’re clueless and you’re young,

But this is only just begun,

The test you haven’t studied for,

So you count the tiles on the floor.

 

You can hear the desperation,

You can hear the fear,

It trembles like the fragile earth,

When the rain hits too hard.

You can hear, you can hear,

How much you wanted to love,

How much you wanted to see the product of that love.

 

Write the lines out to the chords,

The baby girl you haven’t seen,

Hold her closer than before,

Shut your eyes and hear her breathe.

 

You can hear the desperation,

You can hear the fear,

It trembles like the fragile earth,

When the rain hits too hard.

You can hear, you can hear,

How much you wanted to love,

How much you wanted to see the product of that love.

 

Count the wires, count the wires.

Count the wires, count the wires.

 

You can hear the desperation,

You can hear the fear,

It trembles like the fragile earth,

When the rain hits too hard.

You can hear, you can hear,

How much you wanted to love,

How much you wanted to see the product of that love.