Song Description

A rather Irish sounding ballad about heartache, commitment, and love.

Lyrics

These words are down in side a doubt
That's deeply sown, and has nearly drowned
The hope that I have found to let them out.

So, let me make this clear my dear,
As it appears we're leaving here:
I truly fear our end is drawing near.

We're really not so young and dumb
To forget where we are coming from.
Is what we were such an affront
To what we have become?

With a love long lost, Why are we still here?
I am holding on to you my dear.
There's a hope that whispers in my ear
That what we've lost may one day reappear.

I hear it is a tricky art
To keep a love, to hold a heart.
How long before we start to drift apart?

It hurts to say, but as it stands,
When we're no longer hand in hand
I hope I'll find a way to understand.

So I'll breathe in deep and I'll say this once:
Girl, don't you see what we've begun?
And, can't you see how far we've come,
to simply come undone?

With a love long lost, Why are we still here?
I am holding on to you my dear.
There's a hope that whispers in my ear
That what we've lost may one day reappear.

We turn and burn and earn and learn, all in turn.
The time it blurs, but just as sure, we all get burned.
So, let it go, this bitter home: all you've earned.
Our rise and fall are really just the things we've learned.

We're resting in pieces between these cold sheets,
And we've gone by the wayside, too far, in too deep.
So, maybe we're over. Yeah maybe we're done.
We're still just as lost as the day we'd begun.

We're resting in pieces between these cold sheets,
And we've gone by the wayside, too far, in too deep.
So, maybe we're done, but when you've made your peace,
I'll gladly stoop over and pick up your pieces again.