i want you with mewhen the ground starts to shakei want you with meeach day when i wake
and i hope you forgive meall my mistakesand yes, i’ll be with youto the last mile of the way
like day turns to nightstone turns to dust (yeah)like life becomes memoriessteel becomes rust
pain’s just a lesson learnedwe’ll look back one dayand i’ll take you with meto the last mile of the way
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