Call me a liar. A coward and a cheat. And in my defense. What case could I possibly make. And how could I deny. A heart so tender and sweet. How could I betray.
Who wouldnt do anything. That you want them to. Carry the world right to your feet. If thats what you want me to do. Didnt we laugh. And scream and should.
Is it you?. I wonder. And still it makes me laugh. Is it you. That I'm looking for. Don't turn away so fast. And while you were talking. Wide-eyed I fell asleep.
I've got my reasons for holding back. . Can't give my trust too fast. . I've pulled myself out of the wreck. Too many times. . To think that words can last.
Girl, seeing it in your face. In time, your eyes meet mine. So fast, shooting off into space. You turn my life, upside down. . I, I would die for you.
I remember long ago. A foolish one that hurt you so. I was someone you need to know. . Stay here tonight. Turn back the tide. You've got to shine on my life again.
I will remember you. . Somewhere I'll see you again. These words are true. Inside I carry a flame. It burns for you. . Sometimes I reach for you. But you're not there.
Gazing at a sunrise reflected in your clear eyes. Misty morning forest, smoke fires. Make our way through the broken day. I couldn't stand to stay without you.
After all is said and done. Time will wait no more. Have not the strength to carry on. Light grows cold. Steals away the life in me. Cold with this uncertainty.
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Midnight,. Far light,. Sympathy.. . Hold on,. Sit tight,. Talk to me.. . Tell me,. Cause I know how you feel.. . You're destined you,. To hold on to,.
Antagonistic pressure. It lives in all of those. Who set the standard for their lives. Who preach upon their goals. . They send the squads of police. Enforced authority.
Dumped in rivers, poured in sewers. Industrial sickness, industrial sickness. Crude misgivings, ruthless burnings. Industrial sickness, industrial sickness.
I think I fin'lly know you. I can see beyond your smile. I think that I can show you. That what we've had is still worthwhile. Don't you know that love's just like a thread.
remember back when I had a thing for you, now I don't want no parts of ya. I'm making money, I'm living lavish what's the reason why I need to talk to you.
[Intro: Joseph Cook]. In late nights, we would always talk. My Twitter, you always would stalk. I know your game, so subtle. You missed my game, no huddle.
Is anyone out there?. If anyone's out there. Please make yourself known. 'Cause we're drifting through. And we're losing our faith. And we've never felt so alone.
If they ask me, I could write a book. About the way you walk and whisper and look. I could write a preface on how we met. So the world would never forget.