Dear To The Assassin Songtext
von Will Johnson

Honey, there is nothing I can give you
Nothing I can do for you today
There is nothing I can show you
And so you must accept some other way
You are weaving through the season
It′s a walk among the thieves
You are dear to the assassin
And so that's how it has come to be
And it took a while to know you And even still it sometimes moves
To something not quite settled
To something less than true
Honey, there is nothing I can tell you
Not a word as we do part
So show me now you′re leaving
Show me now, your famous heart
Show me now, your famous heart
Show me now, your famous heart