I'm Begging You Not To Go - Tired Pony

I am begging you not to go

If there’s another way it is hiding from us darling

'Cause the outside world doesn’t need our help tonight

Our shoes kicked off side by side like they are dancing

The dark wood floor feels so cold under our feet

I am begging you not to go

We’re the last to fall all around us sleeping bodies

Drunken satellites in the orbit of our earth

In the gentle night little whispers draw us closer

So close to touch in the frayed collapsing light

I am begging you not to go

Oh, I am begging you not to go