13 - We Can Run Away Now They're All Dead And Gone
One step too far Is not far enough away from here Stay close to me Don’t relax your grip on my right hand
But you are all I really want in this life You could be the summer rain on my face You push a little tear into my eye lid Don’t torture yourself thinking that it must sting
Don’t turn your head Pretend they’re all dead and gone by now Can you feel that? Feels like breath on the back of my neck
But you are all I really want in this life You could be the summer rain on my face You push a little tear into my eye lid Don’t torture yourself thinking that it must sting