
It makes me tired. It makes me very tired and inside of me, hinges on
But you here your heart don’t believe it and you will find it. waitin’ on
Everything I said, oh, well I meant it and inside my head, holdin’ on
Cos if I died tonight would you hold my hand, no,
would you understand and if I lived inspite
Would you still be here, no, would you disappear
Surely must be you, but I don’t make you lonely
I’ll get over you, but I don’t make you lonely