Five Years

I follow the signs to dead ends every time

For reasons you refuse to understand

No gleam in the future, just a shadow of doubt

But you take my hand and we walk so proud

You were the first, maybe the last one

To enter my life

You were the first, maybe the last one

To turn out the lights

I follow the signs to dead ends every time

For reasons you refuse to understand

No gleam in the future, just a shadow of doubt

But you take my hand and we walk so proud