One More Year

He was walking across the wire

Holding a loaded gun

Taking out every lightbulb

One by one

And she was building brand new walls

To keep her safe and sound

Sometimes a place to live

Is just a place to hide

One more year

One more year

Let's hold our breath

And give it just

One more year

Well he was sparks and gasoline

All fire and command

The warmest comfort dies

In the coldest hands

And she was two steps from the edge

But holding on somehow

Even God himself couldn't blame her now

One more year

One more year

Let's hold our breath

And give it just

One more year

Now he's working on a plan

Learning to make her smile

Maybe a change of pace

Or a change of style

And she's walking across the wire

Holding a loaded gun

Hoping that what we feel

Ain't what we've become

One more year

One more year

Let's hold our breath

And give it just

One more year