All I Ever Wanted
At night I walk these empty streets alone,
Trying to find my way through the unknown.
Searching high and low for whats in sight,
Always falling short of who is right.
By night I pound these streets of cobbled stone,
Trying to find a life that is my own.
Searching for someone who understands,
Always falling short of whats at hand.
But when the truth came out it was always something worse.
My love life had always seemed to end up kind of cursed.
How can you mend whats been broken from the start?
Tearing at the seams it falls apart.
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Tell me, do you think its gonna last?
My days I now spend walking hand in hand,
Drawing pretty pictures in the sand.
Endless nights of whispers till its light,
At last it seems that I've done something right.
But when the truth came out it was always something worse.
My love life had always seemed to end up kind of cursed.
How can you mend whats been broken from the start?
Tearing at the seams it falls apart.
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Darling, do you think its gonna last?
But when the truth came out there was nothing to be heard.
This new life will not be pushed aside or cursed.
There's always hope to mend what had once been torn apart.
And right here with you I wanna start.
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Tell me do you think its gonna last?
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Darling, do you think its gonna last?
Trying to find my way through the unknown.
Searching high and low for whats in sight,
Always falling short of who is right.
By night I pound these streets of cobbled stone,
Trying to find a life that is my own.
Searching for someone who understands,
Always falling short of whats at hand.
But when the truth came out it was always something worse.
My love life had always seemed to end up kind of cursed.
How can you mend whats been broken from the start?
Tearing at the seams it falls apart.
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Tell me, do you think its gonna last?
My days I now spend walking hand in hand,
Drawing pretty pictures in the sand.
Endless nights of whispers till its light,
At last it seems that I've done something right.
But when the truth came out it was always something worse.
My love life had always seemed to end up kind of cursed.
How can you mend whats been broken from the start?
Tearing at the seams it falls apart.
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Darling, do you think its gonna last?
But when the truth came out there was nothing to be heard.
This new life will not be pushed aside or cursed.
There's always hope to mend what had once been torn apart.
And right here with you I wanna start.
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Tell me do you think its gonna last?
All I ever wanted was someone to call my own, and
All I ever needed was a place that I call home, where
All my lonely days and nights are something of the past,
Darling, do you think its gonna last?
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Brandon Fletcher
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