THE CLASSIC CRIME LYRICS

"More"

Maybe I'm the bastard romantic
Who will watch you sleep
I never had anybody before you
To teach me anything of love
Maybe you're the constant reminder
Of what I've gained
Before you came around I was a kid
In the crowd without a name
But now I have everything

And I still want more
Until I hear the trumpet sound
Until my body is in the ground
I want more
Until I finally find the source
I want more

Maybe I'm the bastard romantic
Who will watch you dream
As a kid my father could never
Admit to loving me
So now I pour my heart out
Despite losing all control
And I'm afraid to speak cause it goes
Deeper than my words can go

All I know
Is I want more
Until I hear the trumpet sound
Until my body is in the ground
Until I finally find the source
I want more I want more
I want more

Too cautious to commit
I always felt inadequate
But since I felt the warmth of love
I chase the sun
'Til we become one

We want more
We are young but only once
We want to drink from life and love
Until we finally get enough
Until we finally get enough
We want more

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