
Along the grove thoughts are tumbling
Along the grove I hear your echo
I feel your presence watching over me now
I feel a prisoner unto my self
and the rest of the world goes screaming by
spitting out of windows and shouting abuse
but I stand alone,I stand alone
must stand alone I stand alone
red face and embarrassed
pissing myself and shuffling
and 'm tired and lonley
Along the grove the nights get darker
the last birds of summer
whistle but not in time anymore
and I'm tired and lonely
Along the grove I make decisions
I'll end it all go out with a bang
and see if I care
Because I know
for love means nothing compared to war
the tax mans a bastard for taking it all
tough guide to weeklys compared to pay
for true love I'll share our emotion away
this gripping feeling Im feeling inside
scares me to death to think I'm alive