Cross My Heart

Cross My Heart

Home Grown
(album: Kings Of Pop)

I cross my heart and hope to die
Stick every needle in these eyes
Inject this air into my veins
If it would bring you back to me

I haven´t had a sober night
Ever since you left me
And my days don´t start until the sun goes down
A vampire
Draining every bottle
And all I have to quench these memories

These memories of you
It´s all that I can do

I cross my heart and hope to die
Stick every needle in these eyes
Inject this air into my veins
If it would bring you back to me
I´d rip my heart out of my chest
And make your room a crimson mess
I´d do it all with no regrets
If it would bring you back to me

These nights played on my carousel
Never ending circles
I´ll do anything to never think again

It´s all that I can do

I cross my heart and hope to die
Stick every needle in these eyes
Inject this air into my veins
If it would bring you back to me
I´d rip my heart out of my chest
And make your room a crimson mess
I´d do it all with no regrets
If it would bring you back to me