Aint it funny how we pretend were still a child,Softly stolen under our blanket skies,And rescue me from me and all that I believe,I wont deny the pain,I wont 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 Im supposed to be,I wont deny the pain,I wont deny the change,And should I fall from grace here with you,Will you leave me too?,Too late to turn to turn back now,Im 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 wont deny the pain,I wont deny the change,And should I fall from grace here with you,Would you leave me too?
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 04:27:09 +0000
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