don’t think it would be fair
To say that I understand
Why you spend the day burying your head
And we recall a time
When our words meant so much
I think they still do
Because they have to resonate somewhere
And we’re only getting older
But that doesn't mean we stop believing
And you say you’re comfortable here
In the darkest room of a two story house
But your pain is growing bigger
I think it’s time to get out
Before your heart gives in
How can I love you ‘til the day I die
If you chose to drink yourself to death?
So take my hand and let’s get up!
Take my hand and never stop believing
And I know it’s not easy
But we can try
Take my hand and let’s get up!
I’m going to love you ‘til the day I die.
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