don t you see some sides darlin don t you see some sides never start a fire when you re blinded by the sun golden leaves and bright mornings don t you see some sides falling beams of light now i m blinded by the sun enough too much you re cold singing we are not machines there is blood beneath our skin i could hear the choir sing as the darkness settled in you seem much colder as i lay on your sofa and i made my hands into a four leaf clover and you you say you love me but i think you say that a lot just for a second time stopped enough too much you re cold singing we are not machines there is blood beneath our skin i could hear the choir sing as the darkness settled in going home and i just can t wait anymore while i pick up my heart from your bedroom floor going home and i just can t take anymore going home and i just can t take anymore while i pick up my heart from your bedroom floor going home and i just can t take anymore we are not machines we are not machines we are not machines we are not machines we are echoing eternal dreamers singing we are not machines there is blood beneath our skin i could hear the choir sing as the darkness settled in