The strands in your eyes that colour them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrst towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
And tell me that we belong together
And dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gllows of heartache that hang from above
And I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
nd I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
And you're my survival, you're my livin' proof
My love is alive and not dead
And tell me that we belong together
And dress it up with the tappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Insted of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the gretest fan of your life
And I dropped out, I burned up
I fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on
Remembered the thing that you said
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
*I'll Be by Edwin Mccain
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