For Years Songtext
von Ary

I felt your love for years
I felt it to the bone
You see the years pass by, dosent matter if I want them to or not

Some clothes and souvenirs,
Your shirt will keep me warm
As my tears run dry, I will never not refuse to let you go

Like the cold lemonade, at the end of the day
Were apart from the houses we built


I dreamt I saw your face,
Like love was yet to come
But as you came too close, put you back into the box where you belong

Our house will hold her place
Your dandelion lawn
And while the wild things grow,
Does she wonder if we′re ever coming home

Like the cold lemonade, at the end of the day
Were apart from the houses we built

To the hell that we raised, and the courage it takes
Waking up in the houses we build


I felt your love for years, I felt it to the bone
You see, the years pass by,
Dosent matter if we want them to or not