Outside my window, I swear on my mamas grave,. Faded out the street noise like a, out of focus polaroid,. So I shot the moon, and I cursed the wind,. Making me think that you were, here again,.
You're not leaving me, you're not leaving me. You're not leaving me, you're not leaving me. . She said take a good look at this diamond ring. The one that you gave me when I was nineteen.
There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known. I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done. And it sure feels good to finally feel the way I do. I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you.