Your Name on the Walls
You would not let me.
And all I ever wanted was to write
Your name on the walls, on the walls.
But you would not let me,
No, you would not let me.
And I never lied to you, no.
Never tried to tell you why, no.
Just explained myself, and the thorns in your eyes
While you kept on waiting.
Time is running slow now
And I can't wait to believe
Once again the power fills me
And I feel my souls shake
Until tomorrow, then
Until tomorrow, then
Why won't you open the curtains
Raise the flags, battle war
Why won't you go away
Get up and leave, then.
Why won't you get up and leave.
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