I am more afraid of living
Than I am scared to die
I am more afraid of falling
Than I am of flying high
But every moral has a story
And every story has an end
Every battle has its glory
And its consequence
I am more afraid of loving
More than I am of being scorned
Oh, but I will keep on trying
Though I've been forewarned
But every moral has a story
And every story has an end
Every battle, every battle has its glory
And its consequence
And its consequence
I would rather, I would rather me be lonely
And you have someone to hold
I'm not as scared of dying
As I am of growing old, growing old
Oh, growing, oh, growing, oh, growing old
1 | Steal My Kisses |
2 | With My Own Two Hands |
3 | Burn One Down |
4 | Show Me A Little Shame |
5 | Needed You Tonight |
6 | Fool For A Lonesome Train |
7 | Younger Than Today |
8 | Put It On Me |