Verona - Geographer

You say that I am changing

I guess I will before too long

Will you give me a way out or a past to live down?

Either way it couldn’t be worse than it is now

I’m watching while a wild dog makes ripples round and round

Is every single whisper a life that we should know by now

Or is it just a sound?

Something keeps a river from sinking into the ground

Was I ever any different?

It’s the simplest ones, the simplest ones

White lies in the night

If I could be yours then you could be mine

As long as it rhymes

It’s all that I’ll ever need

I hear white lies in the night

If I could be yours and you could be mine

We keep what we hide

And you told such simple lies

Now that we are free, Verona, won’t you keep me out?

Drive me to the city where every building shouts

I want to hear some people

I want to leave the windows down

I never will believe you

You should know why by now, whoa

It is the simplest things we want, whoa

But we can never see enough, whoa

And it’s the simplest things we want, whoa

And it’s the simplest ones, the simplest ones

White lies in the night

If I could be yours then you could be mine

As long as it rhymes

It’s all that I’ll ever need

I hear white lies in the night

If I could be yours then you could be mine

We keep what we hide

And you told such simple lies