Wicked Headache Lyrics

In between what he calls love may be her masterpiece

Asking questions of the wind

They answer back with thee

40 nights with only rain there ain't no signs of slowing

40 days still on the brain there ain't no signs of going

In between what he calls love may be her masterpiece

Asking questions of the wind

They answer back with thee

40 nights with only rain there ain't no signs of slowing

40 days still on the brain baby you've got a know it

It's not my place, though willing receiver

I'll bleed you for you

We all catch a breath

I'll dance through the night, flow throughout the seasons

We make the dream as we go

If more than anything you waiting there with me, felt like a memory