You can sell your soul
But you can't buy it back
I've spent my whole life
Working to give you
Everything you lackI would gladly trade
All of my sympathy
For sorrow
If I could have you
Here with me tomorrowSo many wasted days
The past is so hard to get out from under
So many words that I wish I could say
The future rattles my bones weak like thunderI wish you were here
So we could walk and talk
In the soft rain
Now all that's left of us
Is a picture sitting in a frame
Songwriters
Charles, Oliver Francis / Ward, Michael Ronald / Yates, Jason Conrad / Nelson, Juan Dwayne / Mobley, Leon / Harper, BenPublished by
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