Lyrics
Well it's easy to see why you won't come round anymore
Every time we tried talk
I couldn't answer the door
It's not that I tried to loose you
It was just too hard to stay in touch
Sometimes when your lost in the dark
It's hard to see your the rut
It becomes hard, To hang on
Hard to hang on
Maybe I need you, maybe I don't
Are you saving up the better times
Shall we call it in the air
Are you holding my hand for a reason
Or is it all in my head?
We started out strong and awfully proud
No end in sight
No dark cloud pouring down
I lost my youth And for a time I lost myself
When your alone
It's called your own little hell
It becomes hard, To hang on
Hard to hang on
Maybe I need you, maybe I don't
Are you saving up the better times
Shall we call it in the air
Are you holding my hand for a reason
Or is it all in my head?
I held onto the cause
while my head was growing doubt
I could feel in my heart
All the string were all playing out now
Are you saving up the better times
Shall we call it in the air
Are you holding my hand for a reason
Or is it all in my head?
Or is it all in my head?