歌詞

Will you give me all of your honor?
Will you give me all of your pride?
Will you give me all of your service?
Will you give me all of your mind?
Will you let me into your secrets?
Will you let me into your room?
Will you pray for me to remember?
Pour it on
Pour it on
Are you missing all of your feelings?
Are you missing all of your friends?
Do you miss the feel of the sunlight?
Pour it on
Pour it on
To the final drop
Here they come
Beating broken drums
Pass me by
They will sleep
And here we will weep
And know why
Pour it on
Pour it on
Pour it on
Pour it on
Pour it on
Pour it on
Pour it on
Pour it on
To the final drop
Written by: Doyle, Hopkins, Martin
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