Lyrics
The hand of God trembles, and the planet spins
The whole of this heartbreak is drenched in sin
The maker is met by tobacco grins
When I trip in the grass, I bruise my shins
(I bruise, I bruise, I bruise)
But I love you, always (always)
Like The Cure loves Fridays (Fridays)
The Devil builds highways
And I drive them anyways
Serendipity
You feel so new to me
In my losing streak
I almost failed to see you there for me
There's a truth in the way that you come back home to me
You're a sad song I listen to and sing in harmony
When I wake up and need to feel listened to
I know that I can always turn to you
Serendipity
You feel so new to me
In my losing streak
I almost failed to see you there for me
You're there for me