

(mmmmm-hmmmmm) I grew up in a house made of quiet war
Where the love they gave
always had a score Both sides
keeping
track of the hurt they made Leaving me to shiver in a
heavy shade
Eighteen years of walking
on broken glass
Praying that the storm would finally pass
They'd say 'I love you' with their fingers crossed
Never caring about the things I lost
But then he held my hand
and the world went still
A genuine heart
on a rocky hill
An older kind of love,
the kind they don't make
He mends every single
promise they'd break (yeah)
My daddy shakes his head,
says he's too old
Afraid another hand's gonna leave me cold
He's seen me cheated on,
seen me break in two
But daddy, this is different,
this is true
Yeah he held my hand
and the world went still
A genuine heart
on a rocky hill
An older kind of love,
the kind they don't make
He mends every single
promise they'd break
I'm
gonna hold him tight
He's gonna be my husband No more crossed fingers in the dark (hmmmmm)