Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Unwound
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Trosper
Lyrics
Sara L Lund
Writer
Vern Rumsey
Writer
Lyrics
I guess I had my chance
I'm told it was my obligation
At dusk, I held the ground
And prayed for morning to come quickly
That night I held your hand
Together we had bits and pieces
On that December night
You cried and cried and cried, but
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
Wait! Hold on!
I'm not finished... fine!
Never again
Will he ruin mine
December night
I'm told I had my obligations
December night
I tried and tried and tried, but
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
Wait! Hold on!
I'm not finished... fine!
Never again
Will he ruin mine
Wait! Hold on!
I'm not finished... fine!
Never again
Will he ruin mine
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
We held our lives
By the whims that govern conversations
We held our lives
We held our lives
Written by: Justin Trosper, Sara L Lund, Vern Rumsey
