Young Blood - Native Roses, Birdy, Moses Van den Bogaerde

We’re only young and naive still

We require certain skills

The mood, it changes like the wind

Hard to control when it begins

The bittersweet between my teeth

Trying to find the in-between

Fall back in love eventually

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Can’t help myself but count the flaws

Claw my way out through these walls

One temporary escape

Feel it start to permeate

We lie beneath the stars at night

Our hands gripping each other tight

You keep my secrets, hope to die

Promises, swear them to the sky

The bittersweet between my teeth

Trying to find the in-between

Fall back in love eventually

Yeah, yeah, yeah

As it withers

Brittle, it shakes

Can you whisper

As it crumbles and breaks?

As you shiver

Count up all your mistakes

Pair of forgivers

Let go before it’s too late

Can you whisper?

Can you whisper?

The bittersweet between my teeth

Trying to find the in-between

Fall back in love eventually

Yeah, yeah, yeah

The bittersweet between my teeth

Trying to find the in-between

Fall back in love eventually

Yeah, yeah, yeah