Would you trade me for more,
Of yourself when it’s silent.
Try not to give too much,
So you won’t grow tired.
And I know you,
The good and the bad,
The days I recall being wonderful.
I lost you,
And I held it back,
Please tell me that everything will work out fine.
Pictures taken fast,
The proof that I know you.
In albums stuck to bleach,
But memories they’ll keep.
And I know you,
The good and the bad,
The days I recall being wonderful.
I lost you,
And I held it back,
Please tell me that everything will work out fine.
And I know you,
The good and the bad,
The days I recall being wonderful.
They lost you,
And I held it back,
Please tell me that everything will work out fine.
If this is the last dance,
Then may I have it.