I've been here before a few times
And I'm quite aware we're dying.
And your hands they shake with goodbyes
And I'll take you back, if you'd have me.
So here I am, I'm trying,
So here I am, are you ready?
Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you,
Always.
Kiss you, taste you all night,
Always.
And I'll miss your laugh, your smile.
I'll admit I'm wrong, if you'd tell me.
I'm so sick of fights, I hate them.
Lets start this again, for real.
So here I am I'm trying,
So here I am are you ready?
