Make no apologies,
I know that often i'm coming over, acting sober
I'm not again, and what a friend
You sigh away the feeling.
And when it's me alone,
I'm hoping that me good intentions will help you notice
And take it in,
As not a sin but sign i'm needing.
We started this way back we're standing high at the end
But still I will miss the feel of a friend.
We're there again,
Where the sky seems so much wider and days last longer,
The smell of hay,
We're smoking and planning trips away
But keeping at bay.
We started this way back we're standing high at the end
But still I will miss the feeling when you discover a friend,
You're holding in just let it out,
Leave it behind if there's a doubt,
Stop holding in and let it out.
YOU KNOW THE SUFFERING
IS ONLY FOR NOW
I THINK THAT WE CAN BRING
SOMETHING NEW.