It's been a long time, how can this go on You said the wrong words So I'm writing this song The mess you left was my crying best It wasn't my fault
And how was I to know I was nothing, nothing Did I ever truly mean nothing, nothing I like to try to tell myself I was something 'cause that's easier to take
And I'll meet you there Between the right and the wrong I'll meet you there Between the good and the bad I'll meet you there There's a field of peace Where our children will greet I'll meet you there I'll meet you there Between the right and the wrong I'll meet you there Between the good and the bad I'll meet you there There's a field of peace Where our children will greet I'll meet you there
It was a cold night, a bitter wednesday You had an ice tongue, it took my breath away The words you used cut me inside
And how was I to know I was nothing, nothing Did I ever truly mean nothing, nothing I like to try to tell myself I was something 'cause that's easier to take
And I'll meet you there Between the right and the wrong I'll meet you there Between the good and the bad I'll meet you there There's a field of peace Where our children will greet I'll meet you there I'll meet you there Between the right and the wrong I'll meet you there Between the good and the bad I'll meet you there There's a field of peace Where our children will greet I'll meet you there
There, there And I'll meet you there
Rivers were full with the tears you left Sky's could fall with every prayer I sent Crossing borders and killing time Waiting for the day we'd draw the line There's a peace waiting on the other side
Compositores: Richard Mccourt (Richey Mccourt), Rebecca Caroline Ferguson (Rebecca Ferguson), Andrew Bannister ECAD: Obra #15182353 Fonograma #31320571