Breaking For Change

There's an old photograph
On the side of the road
It carries your name
And it buries your load

I've grown a little tired
I've grown a little old
But my feet are still yearning
My hands remain strong

I don't seem to find a reason
To sit here while you build your prison
A house where we never listen
To hearts breaking for change

A kiss on my shoulder
The tattoo on your back
It all reminds me
We never had a chance

Something different
Has come to pass
I used to wonder how long
A year would last

I don't seem to find a reason
To sit here while you build your prison
A house where we never listen
To hearts breaking for change

I don't seem to find a reason
To sit here while you build your prison
A house where we never listen
Two hearts breaking for change



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Javier Rojas Montes, Jaime Johannes Sanz Mali
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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