Losing Ground

When the hills turn brown and your color leaves And the only sound is the broken sea And you're losing ground underneath your feet Will you stay here with me? When the hills turn brown and your color leaves And the only sound is the broken sea And you're losing ground underneath your feet Will you stay here with me? Will you stay here with me? Will you stay here with me? When the hills turn brown and your color leaves And the only sound is the broken sea And you're losing ground underneath your feet Will you stay here with me? When the hills turn brown and your color leaves And the only sound is the broken sea And you're losing ground underneath your feet Will you stay here with me? Will you stay here with me? Will you stay here with me?