3+ Dead The Thing That You Call Love (from Quarantine Live Session)

When you start to think that it s over Colours turn to black, then begin to fade Everything is missing Storm is blowing cold, thunders in your head The thing that you call love The meaning of that all The faith that you call love Once you were so tough That you never were wrong But now you pray and cry to soon become undone (The fire will burn your bones) The thing that you call love The meaning of that all The faith that you call love This ancient need A grasp that almost hurts Makes your heart bleed And scatters hope with dirt The day will break in through The window curtains To find you sitting down Staring at the wall The faith that you call love The meaning of that all This thing that you call love