I Won't Resign My Love For That Old Dream

Look how it hurts, at first I want to show you Then I want to blur the lines that tell how deep I known you You without the time, which keeps on going When you're on the rise, an American showman I was inclined toward you it seems I fell on the spire, there's a hole where it used to be Now I don't desire hardly anything But I won't resign my love for that old dream My god it burns, when the memory unmoors I sang, you poured, we drank and sat up on the floor I'll be alright if I keep on going See I want to rise, I'm an American showman Who was inclined, toward you it seems I fell on the spire, there's a hole where it used to be Now sparks from the fire fly through the whole of me But I won't resign my love for that old dream You were inclined towards me I seen It's not your design, just the way things came to be You could look in my eyes and unravel everything It's not my design, just the way things came to be I won't resign my love for that old dream I won't resign my love for that old dream I won't resign my love for that old dream I won't resign my love for that old dream