Songtexte

This is not the end This is just the beginning And don't you know that everything we want Is within our reach at fingertips length We fought nonstop to make these nights our own Now no one can take them away Hands in the air (hands in the air) No one make a sound (no one make a sound) While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight And I know we won't make it out alive. We could have had it all Our backs against the wall Our eyes blindfolded tight Living what they call life (We could) We could have had it all (Our backs) Our backs against the wall (Our eyes) Our eyes blindfolded tight With hands in the air (No-one make a sound) No-one make a sound While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight And I know we won't make it out alive We won't make it out alive When you burn down these bridges And you build up these walls And you've torn out these pages And there's nothing left at all And when that day comes And we're all still here Will you be waiting? Will you be waiting? With hands in the air (hands in the air) No one make a sound (no one make a sound) While you're in despair, we'll have our ears to the ground Listening for the pulse that just might drive these hearts tonight And I know we won't make it out alive. And I know we won't make it out alive
Writer(s): David Bermosk, Nicholas Thompson, Omar Zehery, Colin Michael Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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