Broken Telephone - The Be Good Tanyas

I’ll be the wind in your leaves

The warmth of the sun

I’m always drawing your colours

I’m always tracing your footsteps

It’s a hard world it’s a cold world

I could never say what I mean

I went looking in all the wrong places

There’s nothing wrong with you

Broken telephone

The lines are down

The wires no longer reaching

Connection’s gone

Higher and higher

I am taken by what you’ve given to me

Higher and higher

I am taken by what you’ve given to me

What you’ve given to me

I’ll be the wind in your leaves (repeat first verse)…

Broken telephone the lines are down

I throw myself at nothing

I throw myself at nothing

Higher and higher I am taken by

What you’ve given to me…