Four Years

You know
I used to lie since I was four
I have dreams but I ain't got courage
Had to take the title on my own
Back in my home where it was always calm
I'd wear my jeans to makes it a perfect Sunday
Oh there's nothing you can't overcome

I'm glad
Well I'm glad that you are back
But I'm sad you'll not be here on Monday
I don't know how much longer I could hold
On all the good times and the bad now forms a row
That goes straight to the land of hope
Where you feel like you're not alone

Hey
No one else can understand
Even your girlfriends they can't
It makes you keep coming back to your old friends

Hey
Everything seems to make sense
It hurts us when it is romance
Just smile and just pretend that you're not alone
When it doesn't feel like home
Where it doesn't feel like home
When it's home that you've been looking for

And now
It's almost four years of sing and shout
I should agree it was always Sunday
A great story to tell the crowd
And never bow the lies and cries that's in the script
I'm just a roll in your wicked dream
Where you direct I'll do the editing

Hey
No one else could understand
There's no such thing as second chance
When nothing seems to take control of what you do or where you go
Everything seems to make sense
It hurts us when it is romance
Just smile and keep on holding hands
Just carry on until the end

Hey
Smile and keep on holding hands
We'll carry on until the end
Smile and keep on holding hands
We'll carry on until the end

Hey
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