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for you, for us
until the end of time
Someday child, your bright blues
Will match the sky and kiss the clouds
I will hold you up, keep you there
And say sweet, sweet hello goodbye.
CHORUS
Sweet, sweet mine
Sweet, sweet sky
Sweet, Sweet hello
Sweet, Sweet...
With No Option
Written by S. A. Sommers
Out, out
Need to get gone
You pushed and pulled
Tearing me in two
Tearing me down
Gone, gone
need to get out
Away from the hell
You visited on me.
You brought down on me.
CHORUS:
With no options
I fled your hell
With no options
I left damnation
With no options
No room for you
