Our love grew like a vine
Chasing every ounce of light
The sun was our whole life
Now I'm flying solo in the rain
Waiting for something to change
Can my wings support the wait
But you never see what's coming 'round
When flesh is all you feel and breath
Is the only sound
The only sound
"Vulnerability"
It gets harder everyday
Feeling like a played game
Doing with me what you may
Night gets lonely for a man
When everything that's in my hand
Is everything that you can't stand
You can't stand
And these strings that weave our day
Intertwine the words we say
What happens when they start to fray
Will I be pulled a different way
Our love grew like a vine
Chasing every ounce of light
Apollo Makes Fire - In My Hand Lyrics
Apollo Makes Fire - In My Hand Lyrics
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Our love grew like a vine
Chasing every ounce of light
The sun was our whole life
Now I'm flying solo in the rain
Waiting for something to change
Can my wings support the wait
But you never see what's coming 'round
When flesh is all you feel and breath
Is the only sound
The only sound
"Vulnerability"
It gets harder everyday
Feeling like a played game
Doing with me what you may
Night gets lonely for a man
When everything that's in my hand
Is everything that you can't stand
You can't stand
And these strings that weave our day
Intertwine the words we say
What happens when they start to fray
Will I be pulled a different way
Our love grew like a vine
Chasing every ounce of light
Chasing every ounce of light
The sun was our whole life
Now I'm flying solo in the rain
Waiting for something to change
Can my wings support the wait
But you never see what's coming 'round
When flesh is all you feel and breath
Is the only sound
The only sound
"Vulnerability"
It gets harder everyday
Feeling like a played game
Doing with me what you may
Night gets lonely for a man
When everything that's in my hand
Is everything that you can't stand
You can't stand
And these strings that weave our day
Intertwine the words we say
What happens when they start to fray
Will I be pulled a different way
Our love grew like a vine
Chasing every ounce of light
Writer: Joseph Hager
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