Don’t breath, don’t look down, don’t cry Don’t waste your words and your time asking why I can feel it in your touch, what will become of us
Feel the grass, hear the breeze, feel the doom Watch the sun come up on me and you Is this the last goodbye in love, what will become of us
I would run to you, if you’d walk with me I would hear you out, if your heart would speak I would die for you, if you’d live with me What will become of us
Kiss me slow, drag it out, make it last Give me something I don’t have to give you back Pretend we are the way it was What will become of us
I would run to you, if you’d walk with me I would hear you out, if your heart would speak I would die for you, if you’d live with me What will become of us
It’s a lonely fall, it’s a sink or swim Can’t see the rocks but we’re diving in I’ll turn my head, while you twist your knife turn the water red
Don’t breathe, don’t look down, don’t cry I’ll look you through the river in your eyes This is the last goodbye in love, end of What will become of us What will become of us