Visiting Hours

Jon Bryant

    Continues after the ad

    (Ooh)

    In the middle of an afterburn
    I'm too scared to watch the tables turn
    Lay my hand beneath the garden gates
    Don't wanna let you wash away

    Count the ways you're streaming through my veins
    I remember how you tried to stay
    They don't tell you how the world goes on
    I feel it now that you're gone

    Continues after the ad

    Keep me close
    Hold me in the darkest night
    Don't you know
    That I'm always on your side
    Close my eyes, and it's us in a room full of flowers
    In this life, all we have are these visiting hours

    I would follow you down any road
    Nova Scotia down to Mexico
    Lose the map and roll the windows down
    We'll leave a ghost in every town
    We'll leave a ghost in every town

    Keep me close
    Hold me in the darkest night
    Don't you know
    That I'm always on your side
    Close my eyes, and it's us in a room full of flowers
    In this life, all we have are these visiting hours
    In this life, all we have are these visiting hours

    Till we say goodbye
    Till we close our eyes
    Till we see the light
    Just stay where you are
    Stay where you are

    Keep me close
    Hold me in the darkest night
    Don't you know
    That I'm always on your side
    Close my eyes, and it's us in a room full of flowers
    In this life, all we have are these visiting hours
    In this life, all we have are these visiting hours
    In this life, all we have are these visiting hours

    Song details

    Composition: Rosi Golan, Scott Effman, and Jon Bryant

    Did you see an error?

    Enviar revisão