All the Things We Do - The Ninth Wave

Do you still love me?

Is our love diseased?

I infected you in all the things we do

You comfort me, so violently

You’re holding on too long

As I wait for it to move me

All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected

All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected

But this modern disease, it keeps us going on

And on, and on, and on

And on, and on

My tragic breaths you never hear

They go falling on their own

There’s no place for them to go

Your tender grasp leaves me with false hope

I never really know, so I wait for it to move me

All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected

All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected

But this modern disease, it keeps us going on

And on, and on, and on

And on, and on

When I make the call

Will you be there to save me?

Whoah-oh, whoah-oh

When I make the call

Will you be there to save me?

Whoah-oh, whoah-oh

All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected

All I ever wanted was for us not to be affected

But this modern disease, it keeps us going on

And on, and on, and on

And on, and on

This modern disease, it keeps us going on

And on, and on, and on

And on, and on