Great Mistake - Brookville

The more I try,

the more you give,

the more I pull, away from you,

now we see, the cracks come up,

the tide has brought the water down.

How did we get to this place,

were forward means, pressing erase.

If you really love me you would

let me make the great mistake of leaving you,

if you really love me you would let me go

to find out what I’m meant to do.

Making the great mistake,

making the great mistake.

The more we talk,

the more I try,

the further lost are you and I,

isn’t it a bit of snow,

held in our hands, that starts to flow.

Through all the years,

a perfect kiss,

so how could it,

come down to this.

If you really love me you would

let me make the great mistake of leaving you,

if you really love me you would let me go

to find out what I’m meant to do.

Making the great mistake

making the great mistake

of leaving you.

This town is staring back at me,

all I am, is what they see

don’t be sad, it’s not the end,

I know I’ll see you some day again.

Making the great mistake

making the great mistake

of leaving you.