Begging to Borrow - Grey Reverend

Isn’t it something when we’ve got nothing left

To say

A head full of questions and a heart of

Suggestions beating away

Out of the island, caught in a storm and lost in

The sea

Out of endurace, like building a forest to hang

From a tree

I set my sights too high for climbing…

Isn’t it crazy that you called me baby so long

Ago

Loving you madly, well I guess we weren’t

Happy after all

Chasing devotion and basing emotions off of

Tomorrow

Seeing the ending, are we just pretending?

Or begging to borrow?

I set my sighs too high for climbing

I found a place where you fit right in

It’s the back of my mind

And the tip of my tongue

The back of my mind

Because I’m looking for someone who believes