Always - B182

I've been here before a few times & I'm quite aware we're dying & your hands they shake with goodbyes & I'll take you back if you'd have me. So here I am I'm trying, so here I am are you ready?
Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always. Kiss you, taste you, all night...always
& I'll miss your laugh your smile, I'll admit I'm wrong if you'd tell me. I'm so sick of fights I hate them, lets start this, again, for real. So here I am I'm trying, so here I am are you ready?
Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always. Kiss you, taste you, all night...always
I've been here, before, a few times... & I'm quite, aware, we're dying...
Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always. Kiss you, taste you, all night...always, always, always...