With You There To Help Me

In days of peace --

Sweet smelling summer nights

Of wine and song;

Dusty pavements burning feet.

Why am i crying, i want to know.

How can i smile and make it right?

For sixty days and eighty nights

And not give in and lose the fight.

I'm going back to the ones that i know,

With whom i can be what i want to be.

Just one week for the feeling to go --

And with you there to help me

Then it probably will.



I won't go down

Acting the same old play.

Give sixty days for just one night.

Don't think i'd make it: but then i might.



I'm going back to the ones that i know,

With whom i can be what i want to be.

Just one week for the feeling to go --

And with you there to help me

Then it probably will.


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