Bread Songtext
von Felix Rabito

Time flies by with the broken window sills
Years gone by but I think I love you still
I′m not changing I've just grown off the carousel
And best dates of them we′ll never know
You scraped your knee just putting on a show
As for intentions we really can't know for sure
Oh for sure
Because

The sun, it still rises, their hearts are still violent
Their minds are not made of bread
Winters get colder as we're getting older
But some things remain unsaid
Remain unsaid
La la-aa-ah, la-la-la la-la-ah


This song is quite worthless but searching for a purpose
Oh hopelessly out of tune
To never be perfect ′cause perfect is wordless
I′ve suffered through quite a few
In search for perfection of modest complexion
I'll abandon it through and through
I′m searching for romance but I certainly know that
I'll never be something new
I′ll never be something new because

The sun, it still rises, my heart is still violent
My mind is not made of bread
Winters get colder as I'm getting older
But I still leave things unsaid
Oh bread
La-la-la la, la la-aa-ah, la-la-la la-la, -eh