Besedila: Shannon Wright. You'll Be The Death.

When the day is over
And it falls into grey
Move your body close
They're changed
And could you be the answer
For a wretch like me
Claps your hand in mine
I must confess
You'll be the death...
Of me...

And all my trials start
Move to the light
Your arms your face
The cruelest eyes
And could you blur my visions
No words do we need
Claps your hand in mine
I must confess
You'll be the death of me
While I...

I sit here waiting...
All day
I was aged
I'll be your friend
All day
I was aged
All day
I'll be your friend
You'll be the death...
Of me...

You sing the saddest songs
And the voice in my room
Your arms your face
The cruelest eyes
And could you be the answer
For a wretch like me
Claps your hand in mine
I must confess
You'll be the death of me
While I...

I sit here waiting...
All day
I was aged
I'll be your friend
All day
I was aged
All day
I'll be your friend

You'll be the death of me
While I...

I sit here waiting...
Waiting...

No hope for you
No hope for me
You'll be the death of me
While I...

I wait for you