Lyrics Boyce Avenue

Boyce Avenue

I'll Be

The strands in your eyes that color

them wonderful

Stop me and steal my breath.

Emeralds from mountains thrust

toward the sky

Never revealing their depth.

Tell me that we belong together,

Dress it up with the trappings of love.

I'll be captivated,

I'll hang from your lips,

Instead of the gallows of heartache

that hang from above.

I'll be your crying shoulder,

I'll be love's suicide

I'll be better when I'm older,

I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

Rain falls angry on the tin roof

As we lie awake in my bed.

You're my survival, you're my

living proof.

My love is alive not dead.

Tell me that we belong together.

Dress it up with the trappings of love.

I'll be captivated,

I'll hang from your lips,

Instead of the gallows of heartache that

hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder,

I'll be love's suicide

I'll be better when I'm older,

I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

The greatest fan of your life.