I want to know your plans and how involved in them i am.
When you leave for good this fall will i be forgiven?
If you want roses, i'll buy a bouquet.
If that just won't cut it, then what can i say.

You're what keeps me believing this world's not long dead,
The strength in my bones and the words in my head.
They pour out to paper.
It's all for you.
That's what you do.

I want to know your fears and if you'll forget me next year.
When the jets go up and out will our hearts stay here.
If you could forgive me for being so brash, you could hit me or whip me.
I'd savour each lash.

You're what keeps me believing this world's not long dead,
The strength in my bones and the words in my head.
They pour out to paper.
It's all for you.
That's what you do.

No more fighting.
It is only a waste of our time because soon we'll be leaving.
Will this strength still be mine?
I'll look out for you until i die.
Until i'm gone.
I'll remember you until i die.
Until I'm gone.

<font size=1>Thanks to <b>Brooke (RogueBassist88@netscape.net)</b> for these lyrics</font>