Amy Speace Nothing Good Can Come From This
Nothing good can come from this
Can we pull back and take it slow
The breathless fall toward a kiss
Head over heels before you know
Or desire or the draw [?]
Or the moon has said it all [?]
It's a tumble, it's a twist
It's getting harder to resist
But nothing can come from this
Nothing's safe here, nothing sound
It keep the train along the tracks
There's still time to turn around
As if we don't know turning back
Or kick wide open that same door
Just like I've always done before
It's a tiny little town
And there's too much here at risk
Nothing good can come from this
Easy come and easy go
If there's anything I know
This could bring me to my knees
Wrapped back to where I've been
To the world that I can't win
[???] the best of me
Or desire or the draw
Like the spice of alcohol
Just another thing to miss
Another ghost upon my lips
Another taste I can't resist
A breathless fall toward a kiss
Nothing can come from this
Nothing can come from this
