- cifra
You could no more kill the darkness
Than you could raise the sun
And the sky was cold and black
Like the barrel of a gun
And I remember the tremble
In the words you spoke
As you balanced there on the brink
At the end of your rope
You came so close to letting go
And you knew she would hate you
She would kick you out
You'd been lying in the bed that you made
When you broke your vow
Then you work in the wasteland
Of the truth you told
And you turned to see she strayed,
She was bright as a band of gold
You came so close to letting go
So don't let go, 'cause you never know
Don't let go, you never know for sure
And the sky in Nashville
It can bend you low
'Cause the winter here is gray
Without a trace of snow
But there is no shadow
On the silver stars
And the colder the night is,
The closer the heavens are
And we're so close
So don't let go
'Cause this I know
Don't let go
This I know for sure:
There's still hope
