THE CLASSIC CRIME LYRICS

"When The Time Comes"

When the time comes put my feet in the water
It's not as warm as I expect
Will I go down like a preacher's son
Or will I come back up like a world war vet?
Will I watch my brothers die
Or speak true words into their lives?
Will I hold them close and tell them why
The life they lead was sacrifice

I don't know much
But I know about love and how it hurts me to give up
It hurts me to give up

When the time comes put my hands on the table
They are examined for that they are
A long life line that's been cut short
By the road, the time, the battle scars
Would I would give to be back home
Where the sun sets over the water
Someone save me from these preacher's sons
Save me from their daughters

Still I don't know much
But I know about love and how it hurts me to give up
It hurts me to give up

Why do we always say we're fine
When it's obviously we're lying?
Why don't we ever tell the truth
What do we got to lose?

And I don't know much
But I know about love and how it hurts me to give up
It hurts me to give up

And I don't know much
But I know about love and how it hurts me to give up
It hurts me to give up

Thanks to Sable Rose for these lyrics

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