don ’ t say that you love me
i ’ ve read all your stories
they burn
don ’ t grasp my attentions
i ’ ve learned to escape from your world
it burns
when daylight is fading
i ’ ll fight with the poison of needing to hear your words
when daylight is dawning
i ’ ll wrestle temptations of needing to run backwards
back to you
don ’ t say we ’ re on standby
i ’ ve tried to believe in your words
they hurt
don ’ t wait for the right time
we ’ ve past all the green lights
they ’ ve turned
when daylight is fading
i ’ ll fight with the poison of needing to hear your words
when daylight is dawning
i ’ ll wrestle temptationsof needing to run backwards
back to you
