3 acessos
Where you go
Where you go I would follow
Over mountains
Fields and houses
And you have grown
Sure and slow all your secrets
Within my heart
So please,
Don't make me believe
If you don't believe it
Don't make me give
If you ain't receiving
Don't hang me from the highest rung
If you never plan to come for me
Wrong me not
Wrong me not, for I'm weary
I've known your kind
And I don't have the time to be
Disarmed for a dead ending
So go on, make my day
If you really aren't pretending
If I fall, would you follow behind?
Would I want those roaming eyes for mine?
Tell me, if you were free
Would desire still reach this degree?
Oh, baby
Don't make me believe
If you don't believe it
Don't make me weep
If you ain't worth keeping
Don't hang me from the highest rung
If you never plan to come...
Don't make me believe
If you don't believe it
Don't make me bleed
For no goddamn reason
My hopes are at the highest rung
So if you love another one,
Then leave.