Unborn - Will Driving West

Don’t die in my arms, nineteen-two

Don’t give up on me

Don’t let go of my arms, nineteen-two

Don’t let go of me

I need you more than you think, nineteen-two

I need you more than anyone else does

Why can’t you love me, nineteen-two?

Even when I dream of you

Keep telling myself it’s for the better

But how could that be?

Man’s an ocean, deep and troubled

Its bed is looking for the light x3

Its bed is looking for