الكلمات
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There's too much light in this room,
But soon the moon with be gone from view.
There's too much fight til we bruise,
One step from saying goodbye to you.
Maybe it's my heart that's holding out, holding out,
I know that the spark is blowing out, blowing out,
Maybe it's the darkness all around,
Tore this love apart what happens now?
If I stay will you hold me again?
If I stay to forgive and forget
If I lay my defenses down on the floor,
If we come to our senses and love like before
Will you say, will you say that it's not too late?
If I stay.
My bags are packed in a row
