Ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child
Softly stolen under our blanket skies
And rescue me from me, and all that i believe
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should i fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?Carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
And
hold me for goodbyes-and whispered lullabyesAnd tell me i am still
The woman i'm supposed to be
I won't deny the pain
I won't deny the change
And should i fall from grace here with you
Will you leave me too?Too late to turn back now, i'm running out of sound
And i am changing, changing
And
if we died right now, this fool you love somehowIs here with youI won't deny the painI won't deny the changeAnd should i fall from grace here with youWould you leave me too?*Vais deixar-me tambem?*