The Gate

In the hope I'll forget I'll wait

It's a chance I'll take oh yeah

In the hope I'll forget I'll wait

For the time

In the spring I'll watch my step

While the night-time passes by

When a smile suits me all alone

I'll be fine

There's got to be a better song to sing

Before I hang upon your shoulder

Telling the truth it may be bolder this time

There's got to be a better song to sing

That makes a lonely one less cold oh

Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry

Watching friends playing in the dirt

Feeling hard but feeling hurt

By the sadness that wastes my time

It's a crime

Counting acts which I must add

To collect sad memories

From a past I'd soon forget

Swap or leave

There's got to be a better song to sing

Before I hang upon your shoulder

Telling the truth it may be bolder this time

There's got to be a better song to sing

That makes a lonely one less cold oh

Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry

At the gate I'll wave goodbye

To the friends that were my lies

And I'll see them off at dawn

Feeling wise

Feeling wise

Feeling wise