Juliet Simms Hush Lyrics
Hush by Juliet Simms
This is as quiet as it gets hush down now go to sleep,
We were once perfect me and,
You will never leave this room,
H H H Hush you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
This letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends,
H H H Hush this is where it ends,
This is the calming before the storm,
We've been here like before this absolution is always incomplete,
It's always bittersweet,
H H H Hush you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
This letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends,
H H H Hush this is where it ends,
I wont make a sound so you don't wake, don't wake, don't wake you, don't wake you, don't wake,
Hush you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
This letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends...
HH H Hush this is where it ends you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
this letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends,
H H H Hush this is where it ends,
This is where it ends.
We were once perfect me and,
You will never leave this room,
H H H Hush you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
This letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends,
H H H Hush this is where it ends,
This is the calming before the storm,
We've been here like before this absolution is always incomplete,
It's always bittersweet,
H H H Hush you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
This letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends,
H H H Hush this is where it ends,
I wont make a sound so you don't wake, don't wake, don't wake you, don't wake you, don't wake,
Hush you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
This letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends...
HH H Hush this is where it ends you color my eyes red,
Your loves not live its dead,
this letters written itself inside out again,
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends,
H H H Hush this is where it ends,
This is where it ends.