Always making up time.
I never planned on all those years,
the constant taste of my own tears.
With a million kisses goodbye,
dear.
The dream that seemed so urgent then,
became the nightmare
I lived in.
I pray you'll never know how sad it's been.
Would I be yours ever making up time?
I'll be yours ever making up time.
I'd hang my
life on a long gone climb.
Would I be yours ever making up time?
So many
rhymes I wrote for you,
too many tunes that broke in two.
Too busy and denial to follow through.
Looking back it's clear I paid that wage.
God knows you've long since turned that page.
But it eats my heart out anyway.
And it will for all my days.
For all my days.
Still I'll be yours ever making up time.
I'll
be yours ever making up time.
I'd hang my life on a long gone climb.
Still I'll be yours
ever making up time.
Some hearts walk through life so tired.
It's solid how each one is wild.
You miss the love that might surround you.
Please don't buy into that deal.
The piece they light up can be real.
You just take it for your own.
Still I'll be yours ever making up time.
I'll be yours ever making up time.
I'd hang my life on a long gone climb.
Still I'll be yours ever making up time.
And I'll be yours ever making up time.
I'll be yours ever making up time.
I'd hang my life on a long gone climb.
But I'll be yours ever making up time.
Ever making up time.
I'll be yours.
I'll be yours.
I'll be yours.
I'll be yours.
I'll be yours.