Songtexte (...) with you - Elijah Waters

Hold me in your pocket
But spend late summer wearing dresses
In the graveyard of your past
You will find the tree that's hollow

We have this whole life right before us
But our eyes only reached tomorrow
I said, will you stay or will you go now?
And if you go then i will follow

To where a willow gently weeps
In dreams of the towns that sleep
Here's to you and i on swings
Swinging till we're out of reach

Oh, my father has these friends
And the feelings bittersweet
Because he wished it would have been them
But instead it's only me

My heart fills with regret
For how i'm about to lose you
I want you to stay put
As i look for ways to move you

As your pocket tears apart
And the leaves leave the willow
Storms comes for our hearts
And we'll be closing all the windows
Safe

Oh it's
A race with no winner
A mind with nothing true
I'm becoming only better
For i'm turning into you

It's
A race with no winner
A mind with nothing true
I'm becoming only better
For i'm turning into you