18 acessos
Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child
Softly stolen under our blanket skies
And rescue me from me, and all that i believe
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should i fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
And hold me for goodbyes-and whispered lullabyes
And tell me i am still
The man i'm supposed to be
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should i fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?
Too late to turn back now, i'm running out of sound
And i am changing, changing
And if we died right now, this fool you love somehow
Is here with you
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should i fall from grace here with you
Would you leave me too?