The Wounded And Hopeless Lovers (Kintsugi)

The Wounded And Hopeless Lovers (Kintsugi ) The coffee stains were marks of pain in their favourite cups The patterns painted faded cracks as the years rolled by Of every tear that stole the sweetness from their dreams Scars and memories of every year they cried alone Tastes of a tragedy to all the lonely hearts in empty homes They’re the wounded and hopeless lovers With heavy hearts so full of ghosts only they can see Forgotten words they hurled like stones that broke their fantasies A hidden treasure like no other they discovered fixes broken dreams A tender touch and words of gold weaved between the cracks & seams Of broken hearts on lonely roads Can heal wounded and hopeless lovers Ain’t it funny how those old stale memories sting when you’re sitting on your own And you’re facing them alone But When you’re sitting here with me A warm coffee in our hands And We’re sipping on our hopes laughs dreams Then every crack gleams And It’s hard to believe the deepest blue can made you sing For every road that leads you on There’s a road that brings you home And when you’re sitting here with me Warm coffee in our hands And we’re sipping on your hopes laughs and dreams Every crack gleams And the coffee stains that marked their pain in our favourite cups The patterned stains of faded cracks as years rolled by Of every tear that stole the sweetness from our dreams We healed with gold. were healed with gold. © Agnew Starling Rekab ℗Ek Tek Music (Ireland)