I'll wait in line for you to find some good in me
And I will be ready if that day should ever come
I'll hold the hands of those who can see more than me
Cause I have been proud
But I'm beaten now
All these years parading
Parading my flaws
I've been slowly deflating
but baby now I'm yours
oh
I've left it late
to love you
And what is left ain't much
It took too long to trust you
and I fear I'll crumble at your touch
If you should ever tire of being my everything
I'll understand and turn these hands to writing
But I can't promise you won't be in every word
as you are now
as you are now
All these years of running
Of running away
I've been looking for something
For something
to feel this way
oh
I've left it late
to love you
And what is left ain't much
It took too long to trust you
and I fear I'll crumble at your touch
