Текст песни I'll Be - Boyce Avenue
The
strands
in
your
eyes
That
color
them
wonderful
Stop
me
and
steal
my
breath
And
emeralds
from
mountains
Thrust
towards
the
sky
Never
revealing
their
depth
And
tell
me
that
we
belong
together
Dress
it
up
with
the
trappings
of
love
I'll
be
captivated;
I'll
hang
from
your
lips
Instead
of
the
gallows
of
heartache
That
hangs
from
above
I'll
be
your
crying
shoulder
I'll
be
love's
suicide
I'll
be
better
when
I'm
older
I'll
be
the
greatest
fan
of
your
life
Rain
falls
angry
on
the
tin
roof
As
we
lie
awake
in
my
bed
And
you're
my
survival
You're
my
living
proof
My
love
is
alive
and
not
dead
And
tell
me
that
we
belong
together
Dress
it
up
with
the
trappings
of
love
I'll
be
captivated;
I'll
hang
from
your
lips
Instead
of
the
gallows
of
heartache
That
hangs
from
above
I'll
be
your
crying
shoulder
I'll
be
love's
suicide
I'll
be
better
when
I'm
older
I'll
be
the
greatest
fan
of
your
life
The
greatest
fan
of
your
life
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