Mercy. I'm waiting for the sun to shine. Mercy. I'm waiting for the sun to shine. Standing here against the night. But there's beauty upon our sight. If it don't kill you it'll hurt you some.
I get dragged by my hands. I don't want this to end. And can you tell from my face. I want you to do it again?. . You mystify me. You mystify me. And I'm all tangled up.