(Yeah)
(Yeah)
Well I heard you're all right,
getting on with life, and I'm not surprised
Pulled off your crown of thorns
The cross you bear
The loss you wear on the inside
Well sometimes you burn without water
In the blackest of nights without light
Go, and the dam will break
And you crawl back, a rose in your hand
(Yeah)
In my mind, it's still summertime
With fireflies and endless skies
I'm afraid that I
I'll wait there
I'll wait there the rest of my life
Well sometimes you burn
Without water in blackest of nights without light
Go, then the dam will break
And you crawl back, a rose in your hand
(Yeah)
Holes in my hands
Can't hold onto anything
Can't hold onto anything
So I will go
Call your friends 'cause I can't hold anyone
Can't hold onto anyone with hands full of holes
compositores: William McCarthy
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