The 88

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The 88 - At Least It Was Here

 

Give me your hands,
Show me the door.
I cannot stand
To wait anymore.
Somebody said:
"Be what you'll be".
We could be old and cold and dead on the sea.
But I love you more than words can say,
I can?t count the reasons I should stay.

Give me some rope,
Tie me to dream.
Give me the hope to run out of steam,
Somebody said it can be here.
We could be roped up, tied up, dead in a year.
I can't count the reasons I should stay,
One by one they all just fade away.

I?m tied to the "wait and sees".
I?m tired of that part of me.
That makes up a perfect lie,
To keep us between.
But hours turn into days,
So watch what you throw away.
And be here to recognize
There?s another way.

Give me some rope,
Tie me to dream.
Give me the hope to run out of steam.
Somebody said it can be here,
We could be roped up, tied up, dead in a year.
But I love you more than words can say.
I can?t count the reasons I should stay,
One by one they all just fade away.
But I love you more than words can say.