Track by1st Battalion Irish Guards
68 Even now I know Staring down fire And right now I've got to be heard And what's worse You've heard it before And I don't want your number I only want your name 'Cause being with you makes sense of what The others can't explain Sheepish vows pry on Childish gaze borrowed And look how we're all so afraid To take of the masks we've made And I don't want your number I only want your name 'Cause being with you makes sense of what The others can't explain If only an hour give me It's worth every day I spend Cruising along those lonely roads And every hall within The world is cold but lights are warming And you should know what I'm trying to say To all of you waiting All this is going away