And I looked and looked and now I find I can put these words down and make them ryhme, but I can’t always ask you to be with me
I thought and thought and then five more times. I can sit around and the time flies by, but I can’t always ask you to bring me to mind.
You are, you are the cause to the problem you hold me for.
You are, you are the fire that burns water.
Well I spoke and spoke and lived my life and I can pray to God that this all goes, but I can’t always ask him to hear my cry.
I drink and drink, I fell tonight. I would fix all my problems, but I failed this try and I can’t always ask for this to end with a sigh. *SIGH*
You are, you are the cause to the problem you hold me for.
You are, you are the fire that burns water in my blood.