All that I wanted to say
I'll never come here again
I'll that I wanted to say
All gone
Springtime is always in hand
Almost as if you were there
Making a hole under me again
Hold on
Cause I couldn't make up
A thing that you say, love
There's trouble in here
Hold on
Thing that I fear
Take all the love outta me
So I'd never see it again
Lost, where are we
On our plane
Ah, yes
Cause I couldn't make up
A thing that you say, love
There's trouble in here
Hold on
Thing that I fear
Cause I couldn't make up
A thing that you say, love
There's trouble in here
Hold on
A thing that I share
Hold on
There's trouble in here
Things that I fear, yeah.
Writer(s): Peter Zizzo, Howie Day
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