Coming back tomorrow, now down on a single knee,   Shotgun loaded questions fell back on a tongue "type of" tree   Man enough to take it, stronger enough to make believe      Dip down below the skyline, watch the world passing by,   Backdrop of the nightfalls, tossing stars throughout the sky      Time keeps on wasting   Waiting on you   Drawn into places   Carved into two   Let your temptations   Run through your hands   Cold waking hours   Lost them again