Gimme Your Love

Oh the days we where slaves To the heat of the sun Young and sticking to our guns Didn't need anyone Had my heart kicking my chest To the beat of your drum Reeling me in With the soft, silver tip of your tongue That's how you gave me your love Now we're headed In a new direction Clashing reactions Of neglect and affection I'm bleeding out at the intersection of doubt Takes the two of us to make this conection Or break this conection down Gimme your love Out of the street Hunting for hearts Chasing every beat And you were lurking in the background Tearing me If i could feel Baby, if i could speak I'd say "gimme your love" Hold on Hold on Hold on or the love is gone Hold on Hold on Hold on or the love is gone Hold on Hold on Hold on or the love is gone Hold on Hold on Hold on Gimme your love Out of the street Hunting for hearts Chasing every beat And you were lurking in the background Tearing at me If i could feel Baby, if i could speak I'd say "gimme your love!" I'd say, gimme your love!