written on these walls are the stories that I can't explain.I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days.She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones.It seems to me that when I die theses words will be written on my stone.And I'll be gone gone tonight the ground beneath my feet is open wide the way Ive been holding on so tight with nothing in between.
the story of my life I take her home I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frooozen(the story of my, The story of my) The story of my life I give her hope I spend her love until she's broke inside.the story of my life(the story of, the story of)
written on the walls are the colours that I can't change.I leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage.I know that in the morning now I see us in the light upon the hill.although I am broken my heart is untamed still.and I'll be gone gone tonight the fire beneath my feet is burning bright the way I've been holding on so tight with nothing in between.
the story of my life i take her home I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frooozen.(The story of, The story of) The story of my life ill spend her love until she's broke inside.the story of my life (the story of, the story of)
and I've been waiting for this time to come around but baby running after you is like chasing the clooouds.The story of my life I take her home i drive all night to keep her warm and time is frooozen.The story of my life I give her hope i spend her love until she's broke inside.the story of my life.the story of my liiiiife.the story of my liiiife.the story of my life.
