Lyrics Cold Collections - Paper Aeroplanes

Cold Collections

Lost your voice
Words into my mouth
I’m north, you’re south
Rooms, walls and doors
You whisper in my ear
You’re mine, I’m yours
Give me sweetness and
Give me silence just
Give me something to hide behind
Gold collections of my possessions they
Give me something to hide behind
Sun, sea and sand
The leaves all fall too fast
You hold my hand
Wind slams the doors
You whisper in my ear
What’s mind, is yours
So give me sweetness and
Give me silence just
Give something to hide behind and all these
Gold collections of my possessions they
Give me something to hide behind
Give me sweetness and
Give me silence just
Give me something to hide behind and all these
Gold collections of my possessions they
Give me something to hide behind so just
Give me sweetness and
Give me silence just
Give me something to hide behind and all these
Gold collections of my possessions they
Give me something to hide behind
To hide behind