Låtgrejs

And there I stood, threw my arms and hoping for the best

With your silly laugh, and your bitten chest, I was hoping

There’s a world outside waiting, but I’ve left my soul by the door

When I saw the way you hold me I was hoping

I’ve heard of endless nights, but not until tonight, for me

Maybe I should have know, but somehow I was hoping

And you can take a man, from what he is, but he remains

That same old man who sent you all those letters

And I’m very well aware; I will never be the one

But why should I stop my running? I’m just chasing the sun