The Fray - Where the Story Ends lyrics
[The Fray - Where the Story Ends lyrics]
Trying not to lose my head
But I have never been this scared before
Tell you what I'll do instead
Lay my body down on the floor
To forget what I've done
Silhouette 'til the good Lord come
All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
Trying not to lose your own
Boxing up everything you've got
All you ever knew of home you're scared
Scared to see your mother there in the door
You wonder "Where did the years go?"
All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
But this is how the story ends
Or have we just begun?
To kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
The violins make no sounds
And I begin to feel the ground
All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
But this is where the story ends
Or have we just begun?
To kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
Listens till he's twenty
Lasts till twenty-one
Rushing past the window
Like he's watching his own son
Sixty years of sorrow
Brought five or six of bliss
Left my mother's mother
Without so much as a kiss
But I have never been this scared before
Tell you what I'll do instead
Lay my body down on the floor
To forget what I've done
Silhouette 'til the good Lord come
All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
Trying not to lose your own
Boxing up everything you've got
All you ever knew of home you're scared
Scared to see your mother there in the door
You wonder "Where did the years go?"
All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
But this is how the story ends
Or have we just begun?
To kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
The violins make no sounds
And I begin to feel the ground
All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
But this is where the story ends
Or have we just begun?
To kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one
Listens till he's twenty
Lasts till twenty-one
Rushing past the window
Like he's watching his own son
Sixty years of sorrow
Brought five or six of bliss
Left my mother's mother
Without so much as a kiss