Tied to Me - William Fitzsimmons

And all of these days they pass like water

Should I even tighten the grip of my hand

I get the sense that we’re all chasing after

The same simple thing that I don’t understand

To carry you on And you wear a color that I don’t remember

Your hair so much shorter than it used to be Years cannot change all the secrets we gathered

Years cannot change what you still mean to me To carry you on Carry you on Carry you on Tied to me

I’d like to linger with you till the morning

And pretend the winter has given to spring

Conjure up guilty reminders together

And fade into this like we both used to be To carry you on Carry you on Carry you on Tied to me Carry you on Tied to me Carry you on Tied to me Carry you on Tied to me Carry you on Tied to me