Lotte Kestner Lives & Dies
What kind of love's like Something you're born with That lives and dies with you
But still startles every time (in the morning we'll make-believe) Like cold water over you
Oh I could live and die with you I know it's too much I want to live and die with you I know it's too much
What kind of love's like Something beside you That lives and dies Your bread and water Don't look at me I couldn't take much more
Oh I could live and die with you I know it's too much I want to live and die with you I know it's too much
Don't look at me Don't look at me
To live and die with you I know it's Live and die with you I know it's Live and die with you
What kind of love's like What kind of love's like What kind of love's like...
