I Am Yours by Churchill
I�m tired of fighting you so I�ll say what you want me to.
You know we�re going to wake up tomorrow.
And we�re back to where we began, it�s started all over again.
Our voices break and steal and borrow.
And you hold your tongue, your words are locked up in your lungs.
So I�ll come at it quietly, I just want some honestly.
Well you know that I cannot ease the sorrow.
But I am yours, yours, yours.
If you love me, make your mind up, make your mind up.
I am yours, yours, yours.
If you love me, make your mind up, make your mind up.
So I�ll leave with an open hand, your grip pulls me back again.
We�re all together lost and know it.
And you say what you mean today but tomorrow�s a different way
The stories change but reasons are there.
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