Texty: Exit (The). Home For An Island. Don't Push.

Beginners luck, white lace, in and out of a sleep,
behind a wheel, black ice, like to scream, you do if you can feel,
the glass break, glass shattering,
find your angel, lose your heartbeat,
everybody, you got to do something right;
if you find love, hold on tight.
Don't push your love away, don't push your love away,

a little old walk on my way back home,
I get a call from a friend on the telephone,
he says come here, I got this girl to see,
but, beware, love isn't always free.
Upon first glance I got so hungry,
forbidden fruits; you've got to taste them,
I took one bite; we all take chances...
Poison lips; doomed romances,
Don't push your love away, don't push your love away,
The kiss of death upon the door,
that's what you get for taking home a whore.
I shouldn't say that; it doesn't sound nice,
faith removes my fear sometimes.
I'm too shy, you're too sharp,
together we could work each other out.
Love's too quick, she's always been,
we're in your bed, drunk with adrenaline,
Don't push your love away, don't push your love away,
And I can see better days, we can share, love can save,
or you can hide in the self, or we can go our separate ways,
And I've seen better days pass me by in a haze.
Yeah I've seen better days pass me by in a haze.
I've seen better days... I've seen better days...
Don't push your love away, don't push your love away,
don't push your love away, don't push your love away,
Don't push...