Tilt Lyrics

Tomorrow done, the morning still
Climb up on my window sill
To sleep, uncover me alone
Pulling closer, close to you
Tired tired, wired still
b***erflies fill up my will
And mind, I can't grasp the end
Drawing closer, close to you

I will be there this time
I will be there this time 'round
I will be there
This time 'round
I will be there

Tomorrow torn, the morning wilts
Climb up on my windowsill
To seek melodies I loved
Late one summer close to you
I will be there this time
I will be there this time 'round
I will be there to hold
This time 'round
I will be there

Don't let me be your best friend
Don't let me breathe your suspense, no
Far from the cross of your defense
I am the rose I railed against

I will be there this time
I will be there this time 'round
I will be there this time
I will be there
I will be there
Tomorrow is a long time
I will be there
Way too far to care
I will be there
To wonder how you ache
I will be there
To wonder where you sleep, no

Don't let me be your best chance
Don't let me be your suspense, no