Highs and Lows – Cameron A G – letras

I wish that I could saveThe memories lost againNow let me drift awayDon’t say my nameI wish that I can hold youCloser to the fallThought of growing oldDoesn’t feel so coldI know, of how high, or lowIt’s so cold, I knowThat our high and how lowIt comes around againIt goes so fastWatch it drift awayDrift away from our pastIt keeps you in controlIt keeps you on the edgeThe edge of losing touchDoesn’t seem so coldI know, of how high, or lowIt’s so cold, I knowThat our high and how lowThought of growing oldDoesn’t feel so coldI know, of how high, or lowIt’s so cold, I knowThat our high and how low