Get You Back - The Sleeping

I see you sitting there cold, all alone, depressive tones.

So now, I gotta get back where you’re from.

I gotta get back where you’re from.

Shaken soul, fallen thrown, vulnerable.

So now I gotta back where you’re from.

I want to get you back but I don’t know how.

I was lost, cut and bound, losing ground,

so now I gotta get back where you’re from.

Now I’m sewn, flesh and bone, missing and home.

That’s why I gotta get back when you’re down.

I don’t want another;

I’m over «grin and bear.»

I don’t want another, I gotta keep you around.