Soon Enough - City and Colour

Years from now, they will make water from

The reservoirs of our idiot tempers

Soon enough, work and love will make a man out of you

Through and through

Your gentleman father would pray for a daughter

As he walked from room to room

Saying «Women are winning the tournament of hearts

Somebody’s got to lose…»

Soon enough, work and love, will make a man out of you

Through and through

Years from now, they will make water from

The reservoirs of our idiot tempers

Years from now, they will make water from

The reservoirs of our idiot tempers

Soon enough, work and love, will make a man out of you

Soon enough, work and love, will make a man out of you

Soon enough, work and love, will make a man out of you