Verse 2: You're like the clouds in my home town You just grow fat & hang around & your days stretch out beneath the sun & no-one's born, & no-one dies, no-one loves, so no-one cries & we wait to see just, what we will become Bridge: Don't let me borrow, don't let me bring Don't let me wallow, don't make me sing Let me see just, who I will become Don't let me falter, don't let me ride Don't let the earth in me subside Let me see what I, will become Don't let them borrow, (chordiearchive.chordie.com)
