Dew On The Vine

Born to break or to last, is it all in the past?

Is that a scar or a birthmark?

Retracing this cold heart and now I'm all out of thread

And I don't want to die here

Keep chasing echoes of my mind,

Babe it's a fine line,

And I'm so far over it,

And I know it

Beneath it all it's still broken,

Cut me out, cut it open,

I can't do it anymore

I can't do it

I don't pay any mind

To the dew upon the vine

Does that mean that it's not there,

If I can see it at all?

Though the morning light will burn away

All the fog the night creates,

There'll still be a trace of our love left behind

In the dew upon the vine

Where to go or to hide,

You're only worth your old lies

Confiding in your own mine,

Caught in the cold lie,

I thought you were better man

I thought you were better man

A slip step on the tight rope,

Freaked out by a false hope

That things could be alright

No they're not alright

I don't pay any mind

To the dew upon the vine

Does that mean that it's not there,

If I can see it at all?

Though the morning light will burn away

All the fog the night creates,

There'll still be a trace of our love left behind

In the dew upon the vine

I'll contain my heart,

It's like lightning trying to put out a spark

I'll contain my heart,

You're like lightning trying to put out a spark

I never payed any mind

To the dew upon the vine

Does that mean that it's not there,

If I can see it at all?

Though the morning light will burn away

All the fog the night creates

There'll still be a trace of our love left behind

And the driving rain will wash away

All the frightened fires I could not tame

There'll still be a trace of our love left behind