Tekster: Quietdrive. When All That's Left Is You. Get Up.

:
Sometimes it's not that time
For things I cannot hear
For words I cannot feel
The way you want to go
It makes me feel like shit
I'm last but that's not it
I wonder if she'll care
For me ever again
Waiting for the last time
I'm waiting for the right time
To see if she will know the things
She doesn't say to me

Chorus
And I feel the way I feel because I
Need you all the time and I
Know the things you know but that's just
Not enough to make you mine
And I won't do anything that it might
Compromise this time so
It's not enough to make you mine

Get up it's time to die
Just guess and don't ask why
Lately you just don't try
Someday we will fly
Higher than the satellites
Into a spacial paradise
Where up is up and down is down
And no one is around
(I don't want to see you crying)
(Let's leave the dramatics behind)

Chorus
Make you mine

(I don't wanna see you)
(I don't wanna see you)

This is the last time I can try and make you mine
I'll sit here and wait for it
Could be the last good thing that's perfect in my life
I'll sit here and wait for it
And you'll get what you want
And you'll get what you want
I can't get what I want
I can't get what I want

Chorus
(I don't want to see you)
(I dont' want to see you)
Make you mine
Make you mine