Currently No Video Available
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
It’s like I am a signal flare
You shot straight to the stars
Though I burn up there miles from you
I know right where you are

And each time the phone shakes
It’s like a sucker punch
And though I still love to talk to you
Is that bad or good luck

Just give me one year
And I’ll be yours my dear

And I’ll stop buying cigarettes
Half ’cause you disapprove
But if it shortens our seconds one second
Then the last half will do

And if I took the bus
Straight on back to our town
Would it make us much happier,
Knowing I’d turned back around?

Just give me one year
And I’ll be yours my dear

Just give me one year
It’s like I am a signal flare   You shot straight to the stars   Though I burn up there miles from you   I know right where you are      And each time the phone shakes   It’s like a sucker punch   And though I still love to talk to you   Is that bad or good luck      Just give me one year   And I’ll be yours my dear      And I’ll stop buying cigarettes   Half ’cause you disapprove   But if it shortens our seconds one second   Then the last half will do      And if I took the bus   Straight on back to our town   Would it make us much happier,   Knowing I’d turned back around?      Just give me one year   And I’ll be yours my dear      Just give me one year