On a Bridge Called Beloved

A man needs a woman to fill the bottle with smoke and there's nothing in me except a voice from the river as the memories roll by The siren confounds me and I wish she was mine We're a fallen romance So let the colours outshine Let the colours outshine I feel like I know you've been crying a strangeness inside Open the window and breathe out the life that you hide For the mark of obsession For the mask of a dove I try to hold on to let go I try to hold on to love Like the old fashion day On a bridge called Beloved we were locked in our fate and a beautiful freak sat and cried me a river until the tears healed my heart