-
-
in a sweet familiar little corner of my house
stand a hundred million reasons why i have to doubt
here's a buttonhole, here's a radio about
it tells me many stories without an end in sight
so we're starting over
tomorrow is another day
i'm for second chances
time to put the past away
will you stand beside me
as i step over the line?
i will stand beside you
every single time
and i would beg to please them
and i would stoop to see them smile
we were bound by treason
without a leg to stand upon
here's another story
here's another stormy night
tells us many stories
without and end in sight
