Greg Cross - A Candle That Gives Itself So Softly Away

Where would I be But A tired mess on the street If it weren’t for she If it weren’t for he Time and again And again and again and again and again And then.. not again I've spent my whole life getting ive spent my whole life recieving ive always been taking ive always been leaving and now aint it time to give some back of all the the time that I have left I hope to God I have it in me To finally be what all these words mean In the twilight of a long, difficult night You can rest on my bones you’ve blessed If you get tired, if you should fall If theres a bug up on the wall that you don’t like Ill get a cup and take it back outside where it belongs I've spent my whole life getting ive spent my whole life recieving ive always been taking ive always been leaving and now aint it time to give some back of all the the time that I have left I hope to God I have it in me To finally be what all these words mean You of all who know me best You’ve found crumbled beneath the test But if im lucky ive some wax For a candle that give itself so softy away I've spent my whole life getting ive spent my whole life recieving ive always been taking ive always been leaving and now aint it time to give some back of all the the time that I have left I hope to God I have it in me To finally be what all these words mean