Tennyson

There must be something wrong with me A certain flaw I cannot face 'Cause I've been saving up for years Trying to move out of this place But all my money keeps on moving ... things I cannot see To find a life within my music Keep writing songs of you and me And she is the cause of my distractions I'm so please to call her mine But I'm fed up of waking on my own Fed up of eating here alone Fed up of wasting precious time But I know that we have more to see More stress we have to fight I know the morning always comes With the evening close behind Yet through every single day I get to hold you tight I'm scared we'll miss the chance to live Yeah I'm worried that we might And it's eating me inside It's eating me inside Maybe one day we'll be fine. Maybe one day we'll be All on our own Left here alone with whats left of the best of the money held back Money won't save from the toil and the testle The barging fear we won't have enough to last us forever But maybe a year And that's long enough cause we'll both be together