Gin Wigmore — This Old Heart

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Breath, the streets without a name
These burning clouds don’t always look the same
Midnight moon, you are my thunder, I am the glass in which you under
Still I keep falling on, babe

I’m breaking up
I am losing my self in you
This old heart breaking off
My hand, you know I hold it
Holding myself for you
And this heart
Ah, this old heart, this old heart
Will stay for you
And this old heart
This old heart
will still un-feel

Stay one thousand passing days
I’ll see you break, the jealousy elates
Wanting pay and close to timber
You are all that I remember
Still I keep falling on, babe

I’m breaking up
I am losing my self in you
This old heart breaking off
My hand, you know I hold it
Holding myself for you
And this heart
Ah, this old heart, this old heart
Will stay for you

I’m breaking up
I am losing my self in you
This old heart breaking off
My hand, you know I hold it
Holding myself for you
And this heart
Ah, this old heart, this old heart
Will stay for you

This old heart, this old heart
Will stay for you