Lyrics
I’m just a man
And I’ll never be what I wish
But I’m hoping I’m someone you’d miss
If I left you a letter, would you remember me better than this
I’m just a man
Leaning right over the edge
Down from the Golden Gate Bridge
If I said I was sorry, and I didn’t want you to worry I did
It’s the wind on my back, against the grip of my hands
Would I hear your voice as I fall?
What if there’s nothing at all?
What if it’s too late to decide
Maybe I’m too young to die
I hate what I am
And all of the things that I’m not
What a waste of the real love I’ve go
To be stood here forever, tying now up with never in knots
It’s the wind on my back, against the grip of my hands
Would I hear your voice as I fall?
What if there’s nothing at all?
What if it’s too late to decide
Maybe I’m too young to die
I wanna grow old, old, old
Maybe I’m too young to die
Oh oh oh
Yeah I wanna grow old, old, old
maybe I’m too young to die
WRITERS
Jack Vallier, Jonny Wright
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sentric Music, SENTRIC MUSIC
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