the gate

In the hope Ill forget Ill wait
Its a chance Ill take oh yeah
In the hope Ill forget Ill wait
For the time
In the spring Ill watch my step
While the night- time passes by
When a smile suits me all alone
Ill be fine
Theres got to be a better song to sing
Before I hang upon your shoulder
Telling the truth it may be bolder this time
Theres got to be a better song to sing
That makes a lonely one less cold oh
Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry
Watching friends playing in the dirt
Feeling hard but feeling hurt
By the sadness that wastes my time
Its a crime
Counting acts which I must add
To collect sad memories
From a past Id soon forget
Swap or leave
Theres got to be a better song to sing
Before I hang upon your shoulder
Telling the truth it may be bolder this time
Theres got to be a better song to sing
That makes a lonely one less cold oh
Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry
At the gate Ill wave goodbye
To the friends that were my lies
And Ill see them off at dawn
Feeling wise
Feeling wise
Feeling wise