Holding my breath
Michael lordThe sun will still shine, without your plans.
And we go on and on, and on and on,
And on and on, and on...until it fades,
And we spin 'round and 'round, and 'round and 'round,
As if there's something left to say.
But I'm all out of time, I'm all out of rhyme,
I'm all out of everything, that's made me blind.
I'm all out of bets, and everything's been said,
No crossing fingers or regrets,
Four leaf clovers they're all dead,
I'm not holding my breath.
I want someone, to stand by me.
I want to know what makes you breathe.
And we go on and on, and on and on,
And on and on, and on...until it fades,
And we spin 'round and 'round, and 'round and 'round,
As if there's something left to say.
But I'm all out of time, I'm all out of rhyme,
I'm all out of everything, that's made me blind.
I'm all out of bets, and everything's been said,
No crossing fingers or regrets,
Four leaf clovers they're all dead,
I'm not holding my breath. Back to Listen Page