Billy Talent – Surrender

 

She reads a book from across the street,
Waiting for someone that she’ll never meet.
Talk over coffee for an hour or two,
She wonders why I’m always in a good mood.
Killin’ time before she struts her stuff,
She needs support and I’ve become the crutch.
She’ll never know how much she means to me.
I’d play the game but I’m the referee.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we’ve endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

Even though I know what I’m lookin’ for,
She’s got a brick wall behind her door.
I’d travel time and confess to her,
But I’m afraid she’d shoot the messenger.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we’ve endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds,
I think I found a flower in a field of weeds.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don’t belong to me.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds,
I think I found a flower in a field of weeds.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don’t belong to me.
This flower don’t belong to me.
Why could she belong to me?

Every word, every thought every sound.
Every touch, every smile, every frown.
All the pain we’ve endured until now.
All the hope that I lost you have found.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we’ve endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?

(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask.

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