standing barefoot at your side

I wanna hear you say that you don't love me

Because if you say that

Then I won't call you

And I won't be in your life

I don't love you

When you were young you used to dream about fires

And scream into the night

To find me standing barefoot at your side

I used to whisper it will be alright

And lay down at your side

And take your tiny hands into mine

When you were young you used to dream about fires

And scream into the night

To find me standing barefoot at your side

I used to whisper it will be alright

And lay down at your side

And take your tiny hands into mine