Paroles
How long 'til you're gone?
I used to want to
Be with you right or wrong
Honesty, could it be
The trigger that makes us answer
All at once?
In spite of stories told
The lies they rise and they unfold
I'm not the soul you own
Together or alone
This time we're growing old
On with it all
On with the gain
Of losing ourselves
Still playing the game
On with it all
On with the gain
Of losing ourselves
I cannot satisfy all that you require
Nor can we rectify dead desires
How long 'til you're gone?
I used to want to
Be with you right or wrong
I am not the soul that you'll ever own
Together or alone
We're growing old
We're growing old