The strands in your eyes. That colour them wonderfull. Stop me then steal my breath. Esmeralds from mountains. Thrust towards the sky. Never revealing their depth. Tell me what we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated. I'll hang from your lips. Instead of the gallows of heartache. That hang from above. I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love's suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life. And rain falls angry on the tin roof. As we lie awake in my bed. You're my survival. You're my living proof. My love is alive and not dead. Tell me that we belong together. Dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated. I'll hang from your lips. Instead of the gallows of heartache. That hang from above. I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love's suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life. I've dropped out. I burned up. I fought my way back from the dead. I tune in. I turned on. Remembered the things that you said. I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love's suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life. I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love's suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life