Four Years - Bittersweet

you know,

i used to lie since i was four,

i have dreams but i ain’t got courage

had to take the title on my own,

back in my home where it was always calm,

i’d wear my jeans to makes it a perfect sunday

oh there’s nothing you can’t overcome,

im glad,

well im glad that you are back,

but im sad you’ll not be here on monday,

i don’t know how much longer i could hold

on all the good times and the bad now forms a row,

that goes straight to the land of hope,

where you feel like you’re not alone,

Hey

no one else can understand,

even your girlfriends they can’t,

it makes you keep coming back to your old friends,

Hey

everything seems to make sense,

it hurts us when it is romance,

just smile and just pretend that you’re not alone,

when it doesn’t feel like home,

where it doesn’t feel like home,

when it’s home that you’ve been looking for,

and now,

it’s almost four years of sing and shout,

i should agree it was always sunday,

a great story to tell the crowd,

and never bow the lies and cries that’s in the script,

im just a roll in your wicked dream,

where you direct i’ll do the editing,

Hey

no one else could understand,

there’s no such thing as second chance,

when nothing seems to take control of what you do or where you go,

everything seems to make sense,

it hurts us when it is romance,

just smile and keep on holding hands,

just carry on until the end,

SMILE AND KEEP ON HOLDING HANDS

WE’LL CARRY ON UNTIL THE END

SMILE AND KEEP ON HOLDING HANDS

WE’LL CARRY ON UNTIL THE END