I can't bear to feel your touch. We covered so much distance,
overcame what seemed impossible.
Now we're standing on the edge of darkness,
caught between the day and the night. I'm resistant.
You're pushing me further away from the light.
Don't fall too far....
As your hold on me is slipping.
Such a tragedy made of two frail hearts now unprotected.
Words can never mean enough. Just a side effect of love.
In this dark abandoned place, I can't embrace.
I'm wishing all our hopes and dreams were possible.
So tomorrow is a broken promise. Take for granted, suffer the cost.
We envision a future alone where we're cold and we're lost.
Don't wander far.....
Love isn't a one way street. Gone are the days where you
bring me down to my knees. Pretending all is well.
Your secrets are safe with me. A promise I made I will not break,
but I won't repeat. So let this be.
As your hold on me is slipping.
Such a tragedy made of two frail hearts now unprotected.
Words can never mean enough. Will we die or both start living,
6 feet under or above? Try to find a new perspective.
Gain the strength to call it off. Just a side effect of love.
overcame what seemed impossible.
Now we're standing on the edge of darkness,
caught between the day and the night. I'm resistant.
You're pushing me further away from the light.
Don't fall too far....
As your hold on me is slipping.
Such a tragedy made of two frail hearts now unprotected.
Words can never mean enough. Just a side effect of love.
In this dark abandoned place, I can't embrace.
I'm wishing all our hopes and dreams were possible.
So tomorrow is a broken promise. Take for granted, suffer the cost.
We envision a future alone where we're cold and we're lost.
Don't wander far.....
Love isn't a one way street. Gone are the days where you
bring me down to my knees. Pretending all is well.
Your secrets are safe with me. A promise I made I will not break,
but I won't repeat. So let this be.
As your hold on me is slipping.
Such a tragedy made of two frail hearts now unprotected.
Words can never mean enough. Will we die or both start living,
6 feet under or above? Try to find a new perspective.
Gain the strength to call it off. Just a side effect of love.