Swinging round in circles, looking for the way,
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Fleeing from the time when she wanted me to stay.
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My world is swirling round, this time I know it well,
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Our love is coming down again.
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Then I realize inside me, I've had myself all wrong,
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This time I know for certain, I've never been that strong
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The moment you remember, those times you stop to think,
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Our love will come undone again.
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But with demons sitting at my side,
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An angel's come to ask me why
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And slowly I give up inside to say
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To feel alive, I'd give it all away
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Destructive words to make it so, but none of this is you you know
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Another year, another week, another set of summer sheets
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Another 'we should hang out again soon'
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Another drink, another kiss
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And with demons sitting at my side,
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Another angel asks me why
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And it doesn't take too much to say
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To feel alive, I'd give it all away
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Again, and again and again
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Then she's sitting at my side
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An angel's come to ask me why
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And it takes nothing to say
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To feel alive, I'll give it all away.
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Give It All Away
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Ben Jelen |