I’m sorry, sir, for speaking to you With my tongue only ever in my cheek But I love you, oh I do
And I’m sorry, ma’am, for speaking to you With my tongue grasped in my teeth I spoke my blood, but oh! you were loved
(I wonder if they'll forgive those sins?)
Im sorry, I am, how could I ever apologize? You trusted me, but I let that die And I know an apology can’t suffice I’m sorry, I guess a lot of things die
(No matter what, I love you)
And when I finally go to sleep What will happen to my soul? I wonder, will I drown in a river of gold?
Will there be rest in my sleep? I wonder if it’s like I’ve been told Oh, I’m holding out for a river of gold
(My eyes are looking away, I’m sorry!) (Remember me, please? My eyes are closed)
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So many things to say, not enough time to stand for everything.